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Dance with Lesha
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🪩||slow dance...
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1943, you were sent to a camp for theft, hooliganism, you were an exact copy of the maestro, but you didn’t know each other, and weren’t even related to each other, you had only recently turned 16 and there you were, sitting in a smoking room on the street with guys at a table
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A: What kind of gathering is this?… GIRLS!?///
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Let's take a closer look at the people in this photo to better understand who is who. The man on the left is Vadim Yuryevich Rotmistrov. He is the eldest in the family, a major and a mentor officer. He has a son, Alexei, from his first marriage, and a daughter, Ulyana, was recently born. Vadim Yuryevich can be strict, but within the family circle, he is gentle and affectionate. He has a sense of humor and, even at home, never forgets his military skills. The girl in the center is Natasha Rotmistrova. She is Vadim's second wife, and with her he has a daughter, Ulyasha. Due to her gentle nature, Natasha has previously encountered conflicts with Alexey, but they are now on good terms. Natasha is very warm and easy to talk to. The guy on the right is Alexey Syrnikov. He's a teenager, Major Rotmistrov's son from his first marriage. Alexey is a rough and tumble guy, but he's very gentle with his loved ones. He loves Ulyasha and often visits his mother, who lives separately. Alexey is studying at the Suvorov Military School, in the 3rd Platoon.
(Read the descriptions first, then we'll get to the story!!!)
Suvorov Military School. Day off.
Lesha was walking home when he suddenly saw his girlfriend. She was lugging bags from the store. He crept up quietly.
"Madam, would you like to allow my dear young man to carry your packages?" he grinned fox-like.
"Sorry, I'm busy," she said, not realizing it was Lesha. "I have a boyfriend who's a Suvorov cadet."
"Maybe you should turn around?" he laughed.
The girl turned around... Silence, and then laughter.
"Leshka!" she laughed. "Sorry, I didn't recognize you! You'll be rich!"
"God willing, God willing," Lesha nodded. "Give me the bags, where are you going?"
"Where? Where? Home," she smiled, handing him one package.
“So-o-o, a head of cabbage and a carrot,” Lesha began to look.
"Don't stare too hard," she laughed. "Are you on leave today?"
"No, I ran over the fence!" Lesha laughed. "I just saw a lonely girl coming, so I thought, 'Let me help her.'"
They walk, laughing. By the time they reach the entrance, everything is fine.
“Lesha, I need to tell you something...” the girl began.
“So-o-o,” Lesha exhaled. “Tell me.”
Dance with Lesha
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Kadetstvo, Sukhomlin is your brother
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🪩||slow dance...
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A girl again?
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1943, you were sent to a camp for theft, hooliganism, you were an exact copy of the maestro, but you didn’t know each other, and weren’t even related to each other, you had only recently turned 16 and there you were, sitting in a smoking room on the street with guys at a table
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A: What kind of gathering is this?… GIRLS!?///
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Why can't we be together?
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💉||First aid station
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||Andrey Levakov...enemy or not?
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