One at a time please.
January 1st 2006 I slept very well, but was shooed out of the living room at 11 because the family were expecting Mr. Kovalchuk's friend and his and family for lunch. When they met me they didn't know I wasn't Ukrainian, so my accent brought about a bit of surprise. A foreigner, in Luganskaya oblast'?
We sat down to another meal in the sitting room, leftovers from last night's party and some new dishes that Mrs
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