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We stood on the old wooden balconies of a Soviet block.
A summer evening — warm and quiet, carrying the scent of linden trees and the gentle hum of the courtyard. Uncle Vitya — my dearest neighbor, wise and kind. His body aged, but his spirit forever young. And I — just a girl fresh out of university, overflowing with dreams and fragile hopes. We spoke of the future. Of countries far away, of roads yet unknown. The whole world felt like it was resting in my hands. And that night, for the very first time, the idea of moving to the Crystal City was born.
Uncle Vitya said: there is oil, there is wealth, endless opportunities. And I believed. That was the beginning of my journey.
The Crystal City opened a road for me —
not to illusions… but to my truest self.