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The south always breathes warmth. Even the word itself seems to raise your body temperature a bit (if you live in the Northern Hemisphere, of course). In the South, cultures and entire civilizations arose and declined, eventually being swept away by the sands of time. The South is a place of stories big and small, intertwining like the wind blowing over the seas there. It is for everyone. Changeable and seductive. And the South of Ukraine is no exception. And his little stories, like the stories of any respectable South, probably sound best in the form of fairy tales. Fairy tales, the heroes of which are squirrels and cats, minibuses and trains, mermaids and houses, and even seemingly ordinary May showers. Fairy tales that once surrounded almost every person in this world. Fairy tales that made and make our lives at least a little bit more magical.