The man shared his cigarette with her and they sat in the snow, lost in their own thoughts. Despite the bleakness of their surroundings, they found solace in each other's company

The snowfall was heavy and the air was cold. She lit a cigarette and took a drag, savoring the taste of tobacco on her tongue. As she exhaled, she saw a man walking towards her with his khrushchevka pulled up over his head. He approached her and asked if he could join her in the smoke. She nodded and he sat down next to her, taking a long drag from his cigarette before passing it to her. The smoke filled their lungs as they shared their stories of loneliness and depression. Despite the bleakness of their surroundings, they found solace in each other's company, lost in the moment as they watched the snow fall around them.