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“...настаёт в череде тяжких дней, сплошных неудач и неприятностей минута, когда вы вдруг улавливаете еле слышные шаги приближающихся перемен. Всё вокруг по-прежнему - одни неприятности. Но вы ощущаете, вы наверняка знаете, что скоро, скоро - не сегодня, так завтра, не завтра, так на той неделе - вдруг случится что-то невероятное. И вам уже легче. И неприятности, которые по-прежнему не дают житья, не такие уж неприятности. Вы воспринимаете их как временные осложнения, как грипп, например, от которого никуда не денешься, но скоро - вы это знаете наверняка - скоро он пройдёт...”

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