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Date: 2022-04-09 02:45 am (UTC)The first five go smoothly, but he pauses after each, waiting for the shake of the head, the proof that his program is working, that nothing is happening, that the words can't get a grip on him. Dévjitʹ. Dabrasirdéčnyj," he says, wishing he could burn the damn words out of his own brain.
"Vozvraščénije na ródinu. Adín."