please, we only work in pairs, a long-forgotten taste, eat, vitenka, eat, you know, when you left forchool, i kept waiting, waiting and imagining, when you come back, you and i will sit down in the evening by candlelight, i will feed you pies, and you will tell me how bad you were without me, how you missed me, but you never came, ulyash, in eighty-three... i ended up in afghanistan, yes, we finished school, we thought about who would go where, then the head of the political department came in and said: comrades, you are all voluntarily going to serve in afghanistan, i only fought for 2 months, then i was wounded, discharged, i am lying in the hospital, thinking, why do you need me so wounded. you are a fool, you are a fool, only, you know, i think, maybe, maybe it is for the best that it turned out this way, the feeling for you over all these years, like wine, aged, only became better, yes, only the passion is gone, with it youth, passion, maybe gone. only such a depth remained that the young did not even dream of, well, for you, ulesh, yes, i apologize for interrupting your romantic