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 Was born in 1973 in Turkmenia. I never thought about the goal, or purpose for my life, all the things that I started to do came easily. At the age of 17 I was a criminal, and at 22yrs of age I got married and became very disappointed in the people around me. I started using drugs to escape the reality of it all. My family, my career, was broken, I lived at my mother’s house for a while until she threw me out of there . Then later I started to steal, I was arrested and put into jail. 25 of my friends are dead and just me and my friend Igor, who became a believer in 1994, are still in life. I used to buy drugs, a lot of them, sometimes I stole up to 700 shekels per day. One day my mother was informed that I was dead because of the overdose, and up to this day lies in the cemetery in Kiryat Gat my tomb. As our pastor Leonid from Tel Aviv used to say, that it is your old man buried there. It has been already the 5th year that I am a new man, I live at the rehab center and serve God. Jesus Christ saved me from death, He still saves me from all of my sins daily, I strongly believe in Him.
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