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- The Fish Village pulled through.
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- Happy times are here.
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- Road is plowed.
This is what 18 liters of benzine, Father Pavel of the Monastery and Vova calling every hour will help get done. I keep almost a full can of fuel all the time and they asked for benzine, not money, to get the job done. That is the way of the villages; vodka is money, potatoes are money, benzine is money, cigarettes are money, et cetera, et cetera and et cetera…
He plowed our front road and the back road going to the Fish Village. Now in the next few days, I will get the Volga out and go to town, tonight though, Vova is geared up to save the day, so I will let him take me to town and get Sveta…
I also found out today that Vova has a party in mind for my birthday, which is Saturday the 16th…
Oh so happy and joyous when getting to the Big Village is easy…
Have a nice day for we sure are…
WtR