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.
在冰冷的室外排队等候一段时间之后，我父亲挤进电话亭，用已经冻得麻木的手指拨通了我的号码。在千里之外的美国，我听到了他亲切的声音，沙哑之中透出了卡累利阿(Karelia)空气的寒冷。他的语调像往常一样沉着，情绪很乐观。
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