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My StoriesSaturday, September 28, 2013. I remember myself at four and. A half years old. My father, mother, my. Sister Hila and I were then living in. Kiev Dad had promised to give me for my. Birthday a long coveted tricycle. But alas, I don't know if the money was not. Enough, or my parents didn't want to clutter up our apartment, but I didn't get. The tricycle. The joy of my 5th birthday was overshadowed by this, despite my. Father's assurances that he would buy it as soon as possible. Exactly two weeks. Born, a...
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