1994, Russia. I did portraits for actors of Amateur theatre. Yura went to the theatre after their work. I noticed his boots didn't match the suit. He asked me to draw him a portrait and sat down in a chair. I asked him to smoke. For many years this portrait was my favorite. Yura promised to give me free beer until one of us dies. Once he learned that in the yard of his house sell drugs. The man who sold it lived next door. Yura had son and he feared for him. Then Yura became friends with the drug dealer. Invited him to relax in the country. And killed him. the COP said he had to kill the dealer's girlfriend to avoid being found. She knew that the friend went with Yuri and reported it to the police. Yura spent 9 years in prison. He's never seen a smartphone. 2 months ago, gave it to friends. Now he writes poetry, listens to a lot of favorite music. He got the job. His boss knows why he went to prison and supports Yura. I'm getting goosebumps.
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