I’m looking at old cosmetic bag to discover my mother’s lipstick, eye shadows and blushes, which she used to enjoy when she was a little older than I’m today. I’m pulling out of the closet a suitcase with shoes to find a pair of her unprocurable Yugoslav sandals bought back in the 1980s. I’m turning over a pile of boxes in the family barn to find all of my mother’s former clothes and my elder sister’s costumes. Mostly colorful dresses acquired in the soviet department stores and stitched in some atelier or at home.
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