We publish a touching review of Galytska Tetiana, a subscriber to Oleksandr Korotk’s author page on Facebook:
“My Korotko! You are my and only my author. I thank the occasion /how many years it has been/ that I remember you when I read.
Just be healthy.
I allow you to doubt, to miss, to write, to believe in yourself, but to remain yourself and to know that in Buch, in those days, I would get up from the basement and go to your books like this (of a rediculous size)… You and your song lines – life goes on. Only you can talk to me like that…
Thank you.”
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Destiny, change the record. Our traitor boys have enough black things to do without you.…