Alone
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A year ago, I flew to St. Petersburg and met with Artem. We sat in a cafe. It was clear that he was going through some kind of crisis, but he didn't say a word about his illness. Of course, it's hard to believe that he's no longer with us. He was a thoughtful, caring person. Our acquaintance and communication in Kyiv in 2010 are now one of my fondest memories. My condolences to his family and friends...