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What an irony. The fact is that the source of life for others is the worst curse for Ivan, which only slowly destroys him. A curse that he loves.
Perhaps that's why he fell in love with Till. He is like music, like singing, like art, it inspires, fascinates, makes him follow it like the North Star, it seems as if it leads him towards home, towards happiness, but at the same time ruins him completely.
