Near to Where I Sit, are the Handmade Flowers, One Yellow and One Blue, the Colors of the Flag of Ukraine, Bought from a Young Woman Sitting on the Sidewalk, Late at Night in Mexico City & Email from Igor on the Second Anniversary of the Russian Invasion and War. Неподалік від того місця, де я...
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