“Daughter, help me with some milk — things have gotten really tight with money,” the grandmother said, awkwardly turning her gaze to the side.
Alektina Petrovna consistently appeared at the store right at seven in the morning. The 24-hour “Products 24 Hours” store was usually empty at that time—only the night workers and occasional sleepless passers-by entered. Her worn gray coat and faded scarf had long been familiar to the staff. The old woman came twice a week, exactly […]
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