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When I’ve heard that Nuno was coming to visit me?
I c o u l d n ’ t b e l i e v e , a n d t o b e h o n e s t, I r e a l i z e d i t
o n ly w h e n I s a w h i m at t h e a i r p o r t. I a m r e a l ly
h a p p y, b e c a u s e f i n a l ly h e t r i e d p e l m e n i a n d
rossolnik and he understood that Siberia is a
magic place, where it’s so cold outside, but so
warm inside, he saw that there are no bears on
the streets and my father doesn’t run in the
forest with his gun in search of the food for his
f a m i ly. A n d m y f a m i ly a n d f r i e n d s f i n a l ly m e t m y
favorite Portuguese with the strange name and
the best smile in the world.
It seems, Nuno’s trip to Irkutsk put 2 worlds I
lived in together: the one, where I spoke English
and lived abroad and another one, where I was an
ordinary Russian girl and where it snows most of
t h e t i m e . A n d t h e s e w o r l d s a r e r e a l ly i m p o r ta n t
for me, because there are people I love in both of
them.
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