I live in Khanty-Mansiysk. There was a biathlon.
I drove a bus and went to school. A stranger sat by me, like a Dutchman, a Beatlesman. Well, as a sociable person, I started chatting with him. He talked to me, he told me about himself, I about myself. Suddenly I heard a phrase from him (translated):
I’m so sad that I didn’t see a bear. I’ve been told that there are a lot of bears in Siberia, but I didn’t find them. I asked the others, everyone said they were hidden. You don’t know, do you know where the bears are?
0 is Dutch.