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The successor carpentry, whose dynasty is five generations old, survived the collapse of the USSR when its workshop was almost taken away. He held it up day and night. The wife went to the one who offered stability. The son went to the city and became a manager. His workshop was the last bastion. Ten years ago, he made a cradle for his grandson, which was never allowed into "this smell of old age." Now he makes toys for other people's children, pretending that they are his grandchildren. Fishing is not a hobby, but a reason to be alone with a silence that he finds deafening in the city.