All's well that ends well.
May 11th 2006 I needed another lie-in today. I went to Zhanna's class after lunch still yawning but there were only two of us there so I could just sit in the corner with two bottles of fruit yoghurt and write a few more paragraphs of my essay - the Russian black market in the late 1980s.
At the end of the lesson Zhanna said to me: "Jon it's our last lesson, we won't see each other again - can I ask you a q
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