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“Silence is gold,” hush in the air,

“They pierced my head twice, put a bag over my head, and didn’t give me to breathe”

But then, out of nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting down the street, trying to find shelter. I duck into this little shop on Kostiantynivska Street. It’s cozy, smells like fresh bread, and I’m just standing there, soaked. The shopkeeper gives me a look like, “What’s wrong with you?” I just shrug.

"All residents of the city have my number". Nikopol mayor about openness of authorities, shelling, Zaporizhzh