Our heads are empty — they’re empty, they’re empty! I’m tired of carrying you all around on my neck — said Yana, they’re empty
Upon entering her apartment, Yana immediately detected voices from the kitchen where her husband Igor conversed with his mother, Valentina Stepanovna. The elderly woman had arrived earlier that morning and had already settled comfortably, as was customary. Igor inquired about the television, only to be informed by his mother that it had significantly deteriorated over … Read more