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I was fifty six. I lived alone. He lived in Switzerland for twenty years and returned to his native lands. In the morning I walked around the main square or sat on a bench. I didn't go out during the day. And did not go out in the evening. He went to bed and lay until I fall asleep. One night I could not sleep. I felt bad. It was two hours. I could not even get out of bed. Suddenly it turned out that I did not see anything. The last thing I remember is my hand: she reaches for the nightstand, trying to light the light.