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I was 13 years old, it was in 2007 - winter holidays. I was lying with my legs propped against the wall on the sofa in our small one-room apartment, listening to a CD with songs by a band that had already broken up. I felt then such an incredible sense of safety and it seemed to me that our home is forever. And my parents are forever. And me. It turned out that forever was about winter and snow.