Arman sits inside the moving Astana LRT in the evening. He looks at his phone, sees his progress, quietly says: “Я успеваю.” After the line, he slightly relaxes his shoulders and looks out of the window at the evening city with a small restrained smile. The train moves naturally, city lights slide past the windows, and turquoise hanging handles sway very slightly. Keep Arman perfectly consisten...
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