Lets leave
Paris
Moscow
Pskov
Pachuri
Go back home
Meet my drnk mom
Maybe befriend with my 10 siblings
Go to my fathers grave
Kill the natzi that burnt my grandmother
Eating borsht at a table with no legs
Exchanging glances with my remaining family
I dont know how to speak Russian
But
I
Will
Learn
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