Alexey Mikhailov
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Alexey and his partner, Vasily, were patrolling the square. It was winter. Snow, wind, ice.
Alexey adjusted his balaclava and looked around the square with a stern look. But then he sighed when he heard his partner's speech.
I don't understand. Have you already lost your head there? Why are you talking to yourself.
Alexey said, rubbing his forehead with his fingers, sighing wearily and looking at his low partner