And another one. Like all the of them, you have been informed by a very quick call. This time was the oldest friend of mine. Yasha's mom passed away. A woman which I knew her from my childhood. Warm, bossy and very carful about her sons. A real persian mom. She went and Yasha gonna be more lonely than before.
Something can happen to you that you don't deserve. But it will happen, sooner or later.
Such stories we've started together in Belfast. Man, I never forget that day. And now look at both of us. We again did something together for the first time.
Bless her. Yasha man, my heart is with you. I wish I was there.
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