His hands numb after queueing in the bitter cold outside, my father squeezes into a phone booth and dials my number. Thousands of miles away in the US, I hear his dear voice, still husky from the frosty Karelian air. His tone has its usual calm; his mood is upbeat.
在冰冷的室外排隊等候一段時間之后，我父親擠進電話亭，用已經凍得麻木的手指撥通了我的號碼。在千里之外的美國，我聽到了他親切的聲音，沙啞之中透出了卡累利阿(Karelia)空氣的寒冷。他的語調像往常一樣沉著，情緒很樂觀。
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