Good evening!
For the second time reread your book in Russian. I am impressed. I do not have words to describe my delight. Turning the pages I was at the same time walking on the narrow streets of Chernivtsi, sitting on a bench under a bush of grapes with aunt Tamara and aunt Bethe or was listening the sounds of loudly Privoz or funny humor of aunt Manya. I returned to my youth. Thank you.
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