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Class hatred.

Ali was born into a poor family. He remembered since childhood, as his parents lived in a rented apartments and barely making ends meet. He also remembered how his father and mother had waited in fear for the rent to be paid every first day of the month, how they had hated the landlord, called him a blood-sucker and a …

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Disregard for Rules

I notice how some people get annoyed and reluctantly comply with the laws of today, particularly regarding wearing masks and having their temperature measured at the entrance to public places.

I’ve seen several times how men and women wave off the staff of shopping centers discontentedly and try to bypass them to avoid having their temperature taken.

I consider this …

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Breadwinners or enemies?

Today, a friend called me, the owner of the pharmacy. Almost crying, she says that she previously purchased medicines for several hundred thousand tenge, and recently the order of the Minister of Health on marginal prices was issued, and now my friend is forced to sell many medicines below cost.

For example, she bought a medicine for 1000 tenge, wanted …

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When will the police leave prostitutes alone?!

Let me remind you that, by the legislation of the Republic of Kazakhstan, prostitution is not a crime, therefore the priestesses of love do not violate any laws, and regular raids on them, detentions, and delivery to the police station to determine their identity is a gross violation of human rights.

This is the same as if the police regularly …

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Selfishness in the service of society.

Sometimes I hear these words:

“This blogger traveled half the country in search of scandalous stories. All the fields and forests have overgrown. Do you think he is working hard for the sake of good business? No way! For himself, for his own fame. And you, like devout hamsters, are liking him and writing eulogistic comments. He just uses you. …

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Self-sacrifice.

As a child, I couldn’t understand why my dad liked yesterday’s soup, stale bread, rotten apples. I even made fun of him.

And only when I grew up, I realized that my father saved the family budget and kept the worst for himself, and gave us, the children and his wife, everything fresh and delicious.

I’m sorry I didn’t realize …

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