How could you sink so low? Daughter, aren’t you ashamed? Your hands and feet are fine, why aren’t you working?» they said to the beggar with a child.

Tamara Ivanovna walked slowly along the shelves of the huge supermarket, examining the brightly packaged products. She came here every day, like going to work. She didn’t need many groceries to feed a large family — she didn’t have one. So, every evening, the elderly woman would escape her loneliness into the brightly lit shopping […]

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The tavern owner ordered the shabby old woman to be thrown out, but when he saw a photo of a child in her hands, he begged her to stay.

The snow was falling in thick, heavy flakes, as if it was trying to cover the earth with a white blanket as quickly as possible. The evening was damp and cold—the sharp wind pushed the snow across the asphalt, and the streetlights only illuminated the nearest steps, while everything else disappeared into the gray mist. […]

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