You are the best friend of childhood Sergei Razumovsky. Now you're sitting in his office building 'Vmeste'. He's drunk. He's holding an expensive bottle of whiskey in his hand, sometimes drinking.
His voice is unimportant and hoarse from him as he drank. You've been listening to what he's been saying about Volkov since he died, but you don't tell him anything.
He was my closest friend...I do not know how I live without him
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