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half an hour before sunset, when the light and shadows create a very beautiful scene. People walk on one side of the street, and the sun is shining, while on the other side it’s dark. And everyone looks so interesting. And I felt for some reason very relaxed there, as if in St. Petersburg, I felt an immense tension in my body and head, as if I was always on edge. So, when I am at home and close myself off with myself, I feel immense faith and confidence. But when I’m with people in St. Petersburg, in Russia, I feel this intense tension from them. But there, in New York, I didn’t feel that tension. I started to feel how much tension I was carrying, how tight and tense I was. I arrived in New York and began to relax. It was as if you’re walking down the street at home, like no one is going to harm you. For some reason, I felt an incredible sense of security in New York. Although again, I’m just sharing how it was for me. Of course, if you look at different stories, read, and listen to bloggers, everyone will say that it’s dirty and bad there, well, that means they were in that world, and I was in another. But during all my time in New York, no one attacked me, no one deceived me, I really liked how polite and cultured everyone was there. I saw how you have to stand in line for an hour, even two, to get into a restaurant, and I stood in line with everyone on the street and smiled. And I saw other people from Russia who came, barged into the door, didn’t want to wait in line and said they were kings, and why there were any rules – and I saw that too. But that’s their alternative reality. I have my own, they have theirs. I really liked the rules, like everything was by the rules, no one was pushing. Everyone kind of... Everyone knows and respects the law, and that really appealed to me because I was always overly polite since childhood, and everyone in Russia would laugh and poke fun at me for that, but here it seemed like it was all respected, and I felt like I was at home, like in my own environment. Everyone loves dogs, and I love animals a lot. Everyone has dogs. If you don’t have a dog, people think you’re crazy, they consider you weird if you live without a dog. Once, if we’re talking about messengers, there was a strange monk, a Chinese or someone, and that’s it. I didn’t really understand what he said to anyone. I wasn’t alone at that time. So you can’t really count that as a messenger. Among the truly anomalous, paranormal wonders that happened in New York during my time there, it was... something unique. Maybe I opened up in that city, but it happened that whenever I entered any store or restaurant,