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Lena Shishkina vsegda stoit posledni͡ai͡a na fizkulʹture, khochet statʹ mali͡arom, a eshchë bolʹshe - koni͡ukhom v t͡sirke, li͡ubit vsekh na svete zvereĭ (i dazhe mysheĭ ne boitsi͡a - mozhet, sovsem chutʹ-chutʹ), igraet na tarelkakh, znaet vkus torosov Karskogo mori͡a i odno slovo po-latyshski. Gde by ona ni byla - na Rizhskom vzmorʹe, na Tverskoĭ ulit͡se v Moskve, v derevne ili v poezde, - eë vsi͡udu soprovozhdaet udacha; i srazu veritsi͡a, chto ėto mir tak otzyvaetsi͡a na dobro i iskrennostʹ.

Lena Shishkina is always the last in physical education, wants to become a painter, and even more - a groom in a circus, loves all the animals in the world (and is not even afraid of mice - maybe just a little), plays on plates, knows the taste of the hummocks of the Kara Sea and one word in Latvian. Wherever she is — on the Riga seaside, on Tverskaya Street in Moscow, in the village or on the train - luck accompanies her everywhere; and one immediately believes that this is the way the world responds to kindness and sincerity.