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Dialog
N: Do you remember how we collected apples together?
M: Yes, I remember something…
N: And a pig after…
M: Yes, we were laughing a lot!
N: And a man on a bike, whom I gifted a huge apple…
M: Yes, I told you that you gave him the best apple we had…
N: You know, our relationship is not ideal. We are not close, and not friends at all. For me communicate with you was always very difficult. You have to understand… parents/children problems…
M: For me it was also very difficult. I would like to know why…
N: And now I am far from home, far from you. I am studying, it’s very interesting here.
M: And?
N: Yes, and I have a task to draw a memory from the past. And you know, I’ve remembered that day in the camp, when we were collecting apples. Not our conflict and dispute, not bad things from the past, but apples. This is perhaps the most warmest and joyful from my memories about you, moment of our connection…
M: I understand…
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