One young man named Andrei told me the following story. One day he found himself homeless and without a penny of money in his pocket… It was night. We had to wait until morning. He didn’t eat anything for quite a long time. Maybe a few days — I don’t remember — but he had nowhere to go… He walked past the Church of St. Nicholas and entered the courtyard. There he knelt down and began to pray to Saint Nicholas about his sorrows and that he really needed to eat… He prayed and went back out. But since he had nowhere to go, after a while, after walking around, he returned to the temple courtyard, deciding to wait there for the morning… And on the bench near which he prayed, there was an ordinary loaf of white bread — it seems, a sliced loaf…
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