The camera moves smoothly in front of the walking brothers. Posik bites the apple with a crunch, looks around the village, and joyfully nods at everything he sees as if he already knows everyone. Unchik carefully checks the path on an old map, notices that Posik is walking in the wrong direction, takes him by the shoulder, and calmly turns him in the right direction. Posik never stops smiling f...
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