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Unexpected Beauty Underground - In the New York Subway
Unexpected Beauty Underground - In the New York Subway Sometimes, when you ride the New York subway, this multifaceted and unpredictable underground world, you are surprised by its contrasts. In one car it is chilly from the icy air escaping from the roaring air conditioners, in another it is stuffy and hot because the cooling system has broken down... Marina Lagunova
My name is Alina. I am 34 years old. I would never have thought that I would write something like this, but if at least one woman who is now in hell, like I was then, sees this and believes it, then it was not in vain. We were together for 6 years. Difficult, but real. With fire, with love, with plans for a house, children, old age. And then... He just left. Said: "I need space." And silence. No call, no "how are you", no "sorry". A couple of weeks later I found out - he had another. Younger. Cheerful. Without my "hang-ups". I was dying every day. Didn't eat. Didn't sleep. Went to work like a shadow. Mom cried, looking at me. I prayed. I wrote to him - he read and was silent. And then I came across Lilia. I don't know what prompted me to write to her. It was just as if something inside said: "This is your last chance." She did not promise miracles. She spoke calmly. As if she knew my pain. She said: "He didn't leave. He was taken away. His soul is reaching out to you. But you must stand up and fight." We started working. Tears, candles, prayers, rituals. The pain became even greater - as if everything was opened up anew. And suddenly... After 9 days, he wrote. And on the 13th day he stood at the door. With wet eyes. "I don't know what happened to me. As if I was sleeping. I remembered everything. I understood everything. Only next to you am I real." We are together again. We sleep hugging. We cook dinner together. Every day he repeats that he loves me. Thank you, Lilia. You are not just a clairvoyant. You are my savior. Thank you for being there. Her contacts (+380638055486 - WhatsApp Viaiber; +19297133433
I turned to Lily at a time when I had already stopped believing in miracles.
I turned to Lilya at a time when I'd already stopped believing in miracles. The house felt empty, and my heart felt heavy. Lilya listened to me so attentively that I felt she knew my feelings better than I did. She said, "You'll still hear him call your name, and there will be real warmth in his voice." A few days later, my husband called. His voice was shaking, he apologized, and said he felt a strong need to come back. As he stood at the door, I realized: sometimes miracles come through people. Lilya is one of them. Here are her contacts: +380638055486 (her WhatsApp, Viber) +19297133433 (USA)
It would have been different in another life when my friend, Natalya, took the speeches, took the children and just went. She filed for separation, and it seemed to me that my world was destroyed. I spent months not finding my place, trying to talk to her, but she was like a wall. Our children, son and daughter, also suffered. I realized this and felt hopeless. Then I decided to go wild to Andriy’s molfar. I arrived before the new one, and this man... immediately cut me to the bone. He didn’t ask me about anything, but found out what had happened, naming names and important dates. This was not just hostile, but kindly shocking. Andriy waited a moment to help, but went ahead, which would be required at any time and in my opinion. Believe in Andriy’s strength, after such a diagnosis, it was lost, and often not food, fragments of smut, so that there was a result. Prote everything was supposed to be swedishly thought out. For many years now, we have been encouraging contacts via WhatsApp at Andria +380932169225. We conducted singing rituals that were based on ancient magical traditions and gave me the benefit of my behavior. After a couple of years, Natalya started working on the phone. Just like that. Vona said that she wanted to get together. We talked, and she cried, saying that she herself didn’t understand why she had done this, so that no one would hang around her. A week later she turned home, and we began to live together. Our hundreds have become more valuable, no matter what. Molfar Andriy took over our homeland. I will forever be grateful for those who turned me away from my squad and my children. If necessary, don’t waste an hour and write to Andriy at your number. We will definitely show you how best to do it, or even detail how you can ask for help.
