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I went to the forest on December 31 at 22.00.

First I went for a long time on the train, and then on the local diesel train.

First, the train reached the Railway station.

And I went out into the cold.

Masked strangers are terrifying.

Here it is the former Obiralovka station.

Here a beautiful girl Anna Karenina threw herself under the train.

I’m waiting for the next train.

And here I am.

I get out of the train car.

I got out at a small station.

It was a dark night.

Only the red crossing lights and the swaying lanterns in the strong wind illuminated my path into

the dark, dark forest.

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