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He passed the festival peacefully, which can be said to be blessing upon blessing. When the god of death made a face to him, he saw the cute little eyes of his six-year-old daughter Tonya, so he told himself that he must not die. For Tonya, for his wife, for Nastya, for his grandchildren, and of course for himself, he must survive. Yana held two plates of dishes in her hands, hummed a little tune, and flew into the living room like a butterfly. She glanced around the table and found an open space. Before and after Boris' surgery, she stayed by her husband's side all night long, caring for him meticulously, and fighting the disease with him. Boris looked at his wife with fascination. She was so young, well-proportioned, delicate and beautiful, just like a vibrant spring. She is only thirty-five years old. And he - didn't dare to think about his age. "Boris, phone.
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