“My parents gave me an apartment, and my mother-in-law immediately started looking for buyers for it — because I apparently had no need for personal real estate.”
“Yegor, tell me honestly, did your mother happen to work in the privatization department when she was young? Or maybe at some agency called Happy Relocation?” Inessa carefully placed the mortgage receipt on the table. This month, for some reason, it smelled not only of printer’s ink, but also of hopelessness. Yegor, who was intently […]
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