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The white winter blizzard covers everything. Now we can only rely on the saints and on our prayers. The future has sailed away leaving us behind. Lost, we did not board the magic ship. The task at hand is simple: not to perish in the fog, not to die from the cold and not to get trapped under the ice. Not to fall into our own traps. Or are we all in one big trap anyway? Running around in a small circle, counting those who vanished. (Odessa International Film Festival)