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Kurbatova, Christina |
В этом году будет 20 лет со дня трагедии. Кристинушка, покойся с миром. Боль утраты с нами навсегда. Помним, любим, скуч... |
07/02/22 12:16 more... |
author Рена |
Victims of terrorist attack on Dubrovka |
I am a newspaper reporter and am seeking information about the Nord-Ost aftermath. Is it possible for someone with this ... |
24/01/22 23:10 more... |
author Gary Craig |
Tyukachev, Alexander |
Валентин Павлович, Ваша жена не является нашим родственником |
11/12/21 20:54 more... |
author Ольга Патрушевa |
Показ фильма «Общее/ частное. Норд-Ост» |
Фильм был доступен до 1 ноября текущего года. |
01/11/21 22:30 more... |
author Дирекция кинокомпании |
Показ фильма «Общее/ частное. Норд-Ост» |
Наша боль Смотреть, как плачут мужчины-непросто. Трагедия "Норд-Оста" у нас общая и боль общая...Мы переживаем ее и проживаем эти ... |
26/10/21 16:41 more... |
author Алена |
Safronova, Olga |
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Четверг, 12 Февраль 2009 | ||||||||
Age 24; from Moscow, Russia.
Of course, given her age she was quite a dreamer. Her mother was always asking me to be stricter with her and keep her on track. Olga's mother had grandiose plans for her, and wanted great success for her daughter. This is understandable — Olga was her only child. Olya's appearance was uncommon: dark hair, Olga loved On the day of the concert I had a strange foreboding. We were getting paperwork ready for a meeting and Olga had asked for time off to go to the concert, but when it was time to leave I tried to talk her into staying finishing her work. I do not know what drove me to do this. I even promised to buy her a ticket to the same musical for the next day, but she would not listen…
It was a long time ago, certainly, but I still remember our last encounter. I went to work and she went to the concert. She was walking down the stairs all dressed in black, and I cried out rather loudly. But she did not turn around. No biggie, I thought, we will see each other tomorrow and she will tell me everything. But we never did…
Written by her friend, Natalya. Views: 8708 |
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