Where does the bread grow?
Damn, I could never understand it, ever. Didn’t give a damn for forty years. For me, bread grew in stores. But I was driving through...
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Apr 2, 20224 min read
Who but we will do it?
At first, we got lost. Who knew that there were two villages called Peremoha in the Brovary district. After we had travelled along a...
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Apr 1, 20222 min read
Please bring some flour!
This nation survived hundreds of years being repressed and humiliated by "Big Brother" Russia as an empire and Soviet Union either. This...
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Apr 1, 20222 min read
We will be so great, we’ll reach the sky!
What will we be like after the war? We will return home immediately after our Victory. At the border, long queues will line up in the...
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Mar 31, 20225 min read
Disgust and rejection
Imagine the most disgusting thing in your life. Something that causes you to have a gag reflex, contempt, and rejection. Imagine being...
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Mar 31, 20223 min read
The moments of happiness
The war, day 30. The moments of happiness. This lovely chubby boy’s name is Ivan. On March 16, he turned four months. Vanka [diminutive...
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Mar 30, 20223 min read
A quiet moment
A quiet moment. After a crazy day, with me being a bundle of nerves and two air raid sirens that are so particularly worrisome for...
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Mar 29, 20222 min read
I have no more words
Journalists are mostly not allowed in Novi Petrivtsi now — the village is regularly shelled by the Russian occupiers. Recently, they hit...
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Mar 29, 20222 min read
Aim it at the enemy
In the feed, one political scientist tells a story about how he learned that some girls on a nearby street provided sexual services to...
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Mar 28, 20224 min read
Mariupol Chronicles, Part 13
My neighbor said that God has left Mariupol. She was scared of everything she saw. She assumed this a week ago, and the day before...
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Mar 28, 20223 min read
Mariupol Chronicles, Part 12
Natalia Dedova Vic Dedoff Sasha Dedov It is me, Natalia Dedova, who is writing. 9 days ago, on March 11, at lunchtime, my world...
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Mar 27, 20223 min read
Mariupol Chronicles, Part 14
I will never walk down Myru Avenue [Peace Avenue — Ed.] with my dog again. I will never again open my apartment with a key and will not...
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Mar 27, 20224 min read
Mariupol Chronicles, Part 11
Do you know how scary it is to leave beloved ones now, even for a few minutes? I repeat to myself that I am no longer in hell, but I...
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Mar 27, 20223 min read
Mariupol Chronicles, Part 6
I’m drifting off all the time. Day and night. As if a sleepy dormouse crept into me. I am nodding off even during the horrid airstrikes....
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Mar 27, 20223 min read
Mariupol Chronicles, Part 8
I still can’t understand how people care about something different apart from saving their lives. When we got to the first safe place and...
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Mar 27, 20224 min read
Mariupol Chronicles, Part 7
Hello, my darlings, I am alive, and now I have a long life to live. While my city is dying in an excruciating death. And me too, I’d been...
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Mar 27, 20223 min read
We aren’t sleeping
Good evening, Ukraine’s here. We aren’t sleeping. We’re not. We’re not even sure what day it is today. Looks like a painfully long one....
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Mar 27, 20222 min read
Hello, World!
I know you’re watching us right now. Through Poland’s scared eyes. France’s uncertain gestures. Germany’s measured moves. Latvia’s...
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Mar 26, 20225 min read
Mariupol Chronicles, Part 15
I was dreaming in the basement. Especially the days right before the flight. I was sitting on an old chair, listening to the plane...
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Mar 26, 20223 min read
Mariupol Chronicles, Part 10
If we hadn’t left this morning, we would have been gone. I would, at least, for sure. There were fewer people in our basement. They were...
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