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<Center><H1>Slava & Larisa's Photo Album</h1>
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<td width=33%><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/sl1.jpg">
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<font size=-1>I am about one year old and my grandmother is
standingbehind the tree and holding me up by my collar so I won't fall.</td>
<td width=33%><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/sl2.jpg">
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<font size=-1>I am two years old with a "big phone receiver".</td>
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<font size=-1>I'm four years old.</td></tr>
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<font size=-1>Me just before I started first grade in my elementary school.
I am in the beach named <i>Desyataya Stancia Bol'shovo Fontana.</i></td>
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<img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/shkolas.jpg"
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<font size=-1>I'm 16 1/2 and I graduated from my High School.</td>
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<font size=-1>Orenburg, South Ural, Summer of 1989. I'm in the Soviet Army
for about four weeks.</td></tr>
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<td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/arm4.jpg">
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<font size=-1>Eysk, District of Krasnodar, Spring of 1990.</td>
<td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/arm5.jpg">
<img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/arm5s.jpg"
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<font size=-1>I was an operator of the "top sikret" roket station.</td>
<td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/arm1.jpg">
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<font size=-1>I'm with my two closed friends
after I finished my military service. From right to left: Alex Karzanov,
Alex Veyberman and me. </td>
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<td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/myself2.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/myself2s.jpg"
align=left height=75 width=43 border=0></a><font size=-1>My first year in
the country. I'm a student of City College of the City University of New York.
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<td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/myself1.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/myself1s.jpg"
align=left height=51 width=43 border=0></a><font size=-1>I'm in the restaurant in Quebec City, Canada.</td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/zima.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/zimas.jpg" align=left height=41 width=61 border=0></a><font size=-1>New York's winter. January, 1996. I'm trying to get my car off the snow.</td
></tr><tr><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/lar5.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/lar5s.jpg" align=left height=53 width=43 border=0></a><font size=-1>Larisa is about 6 months old.</td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/lar4.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/lar4s.jpg" align=left height=66 width
=39 border=0></a><font size=-1>Larisa's first steps in her life.</td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/lar2.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/lar2s.jpg" align=left height=64 width=39 border=0></a><font size=-1>Larisa's pre-school years.</td></tr><tr><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/la
r1.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/lar1s.jpg" align=left height=61 width=43 border=0></a><font size=-1>Larisa is 4 years old at graduation from pre-school.</td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/lar3.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/lar3s.jpg" align=left height=58 width=43 border=0
></a><font size=-1>Larisa's first day in a first grade. </td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/larisa.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/larisas.jpg" align=left height=53 width=39 border=0></a><font size=-1>Larisa is a two month before our wedding. </td></tr><tr><td><a href="
/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/larisa1.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/larisa1s.jpg" align=left height=61 width=43 border=0></a><font size=-1>Larisa's 21st Birthday party, April 15, 1996. </td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/larisa3.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/larisa3s.jpg" align=left height=61
width=39 border=0></a><font size=-1>Larisa is in Washington D.C.</td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/boston.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/bostons.jpg" align=left height=61 width=43 border=0></a><font size=-1>We are in Boston. It's been nine months since we have met. I
t's my birthday.</td></tr><tr><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/wed1.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/wed1s.jpg" align=left height=61 width=43 border=0></a><font size=-1>Our wedding day. June 19, 1994</td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/wed2.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/wed2s.jpg" align
=left height=44 width=61 border=0></a><font size=-1>Our wedding day. June 19, 1994</td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/our.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/ours.jpg" align=left height=61 width=39 border=0></a><font size=-1>My 25th Birthday; November 28, 1994</td></tr><tr>
<td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/our1.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/our1s.jpg" align=left height=47 width=58 border=0></a><font size=-1>Larisa's 20th Birthday party.</td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/our2.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/our2s.jpg" align=left height=61 width=41 border
=0></a><font size=-1>We are at the Bronx Zoo. Spring of 1996.</td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/family.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/familys.jpg" align=left height=41 width=61 border=0></a><font size=-1>My parents and my older brother Alex.</td></tr><tr><td><a href="
/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/87.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/87s.jpg" align=left height=61 width=43
border=0></a><font size=-1>My parents in Toronto, Canada. Summer of 1996</td>
<td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/alex.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/alexs.jpg" align=left
height=67 width=39 border=0></a><font size=-1>My brother Alex.</td><td>
<a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/stasik.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/stasiks.jpg" align=left height=66 width=39 border=0></a><font size=-1>My nephew Stasik.</td></tr><tr><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/fim_gen.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/fi
m_gens.jpg" align=left height=52 width=49 border=0></a><font size=-1>Larisa's
parents.</td>
<td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/ira.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/iras.jpg" align=left
height=53 width=50 border=0></a><font size=-1>Larisa's younger sister Irina.</td>
<td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/alex_jul.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/alex_juls.jpg"
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My brother Alex with his girl-friend Julia. </td></tr>
<tr><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/friends1.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/friends1s.jpg" align=
left height=43 width=61 border=0></a><font size=-1>Me with my friends Igor (on the left) and Edward. Edward lives in Baltimore, MD with his wife Valentina and beautiful daughter Karina.</td><td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/sasha.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/sashas.jpg"
align=left height=43 width=55 border=0></a><font size=-1>Me, Larisa, Alex and Julia. Summer, 1996.</td>
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<font size=-1>My friend Alex with his beautiful daughter Eugenie. He lives with his family in New York City.
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height=46 width=61 border=0></a><font size=-1>Larisa's 22nd birthday,
April 15, 1997.
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<td><a href="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/LrSlMr.jpg"><img src="/WallStreet/Floor/4354/Photos/Album/LrSlMr_sm.jpg"
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height=51 width=45 border=0></a><font size=-1>Our family (most recent picture).
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