What happened in Almaty
I do not want to write this but Bekzhan says it helps.
On Wednesday, at the bus station in Almaty at 5 in the morning, somebody cut my bag. A good knife, a clean cut in the corner. The bag with the money for the next trip, 1,400 dollars, which I carried for a week in the belt and moved to the bag for ten minutes to find the ticket. Ten minutes.
I did not scream. I looked at the people and nobody looked back, as usual. A woman with a baby came and gave me tea. It was not hers, she did not know me. It was a tea from the machine, in a paper cup.
The bus to Urumqi went without me. I came home the same day with nothing.
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Kunduz-apa, I am so sorry. I am writing to Ruslan too, maybe we can collect something.
I am opening my box tomorrow. Do not argue. It is not a gift, it is a loan, with the paper.
I put 300 dollars on your stall table this morning. My boss said yes. Do not return it until August.
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