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Letters to a stranger Viktorina Savelieva. March 2021 |
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It is like in a train: long way ahead, it is nothing to do, and you are starting to communicate with your stranger-neighbor with a thoughtful face, which inspires to a conversation. Something like this. Below you could see the face of one Russian woman Struyskaya, whose portrait inspired many people, and I am writing letters to her. |
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