From the Past
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The smell of borscht, which my grandmother cooked on a sunny day, takes me back to my childhood memories. Although they are vague, appearing and disappearing at lightning speed, they are filled with a certain nostalgia and tranquility. Moments of summer and warmth that I want to preserve forever.
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