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I was in Kiev with my grandparents who had a lot to tell me - obviously. While walking around I bump into Brin, who had come to Ukraine to meet me. I was happy and tried to explain to my grandparents that I'd rather talk with Brin (though I saw them several years earlier than Brin last time) - strangely enough, politely. I try to call Lommy and Noggie, who also live in Kiev and have a Ukrainian heritage, but can't speak Russian. They don't answer and I think it a pity that all four can't meet because I'm off to Herson (a town in the south of Ukraine, where my other grandparents live) next day. So I spend the time with Brin.
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