On Human Nature

I kept thinking whether to write about it. How will it be received? Will anyone want to help others at all after this?
But now I realize that writing about it is the honest thing to do. Life is not black or white. It consists of half-tones, mistakes, and human villainy.
This story begins in autumn. When we learned about Kolya who suffers from suppurating meningitis and has rapidly dwindling survival chances. I think everyone remembers me writing about him. We then decided to help him survive. It seemed everything was possible. One only had to get on it. But everything turned out to be far more difficult and now I realize I know nothing about this life.

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