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Vot on popal, prichem v proshloe. A vremya na dvore samoe razveseloe — leto 1941 goda. I zakrutilos. Zapasnoy polk–peredovaya–otstuplenie–okruzhenie… I ostavatsya v etoy smertelnoy krugoverti strashno, a soskochit esche strashnee. No sumel, vyvernulsya, na teploe mestechko pristroilsya, tolko ne ochen-to teplym ono okazalos. Esli ne puli, to oskolki nemetskih bomb tak i norovyat v grob vognat. I neponyatno, udastsya li vernutsya obratno ili navsegda pridetsya ustraivatsya v etom neuyutnom mire. Pozhivem — uvidim.