in our studio, the eldest daughter of galina, yulia zhukovskaya, speak. everyone hello. hello. our mother galya well, my mother is not very structured, but she can touch me for what i love my mother to help clean the house, prepare to eat. what do you like to cook scrambled eggs? what do you say it looks like? the brand seems too strong and i have the same nose on me. it’s just that after the accident, as if with the kremlin, it became warmer in my soul. i don’t know why, when everything let go and the cold passed. there was a hope that it might really be your daughter, too, please choose, it happened that way. it's not my fault either i will now bring your family to your grief, if it so happens that the daughter does not seem to be yours. i beg you. sorry it's not your fault. why are you asking? excuse me , i will allow them to suffer further. at least one of them and i promise that we are together, calm down. thanks to everyone who helped this meeting and even it seems. am i wrong, which i doubt, at least a little bit in my soul, the slightest hope appeared, for that, at least