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The old man leaned on the chair like a polar bear dying of old age.
There was only one empty wine bottle on the table, and Vatutin had a Makarov pistol on his temple.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and music and noise were playing on the radio.
"An hour later, the blood seeped into the ground
Two hours later, flowers and grass grow here
Three hours later, it was reborn
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