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– But it was snowing and there was frost...

Vyktor Verkhovod

“Then it slept.”

- It’s hot. Dry wind and heat.

– But it was not for long, just for a short time.

– I hope you haven’t forgotten what happened next.

– Oh, I don’t even want to remember that sound of the saw and the sound of the ax – it was just terrible. So much pain and suffering.

“But as a result, we became what we are.”

– It’s true, others were less fortunate, they ended up in a cemetery or a container for empty bottles.

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