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About Grodno

See, I reckon a whore’s a survivor, right? Sells what they got to keep breathin’. Kinda like Szpilman— “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in the film, hidin’ in attics, tradin’ his soul to the ivories just to not kick it. Me? I’d be pissed if I were him—starvin’, cold, and for what? Some prick in a fancy coat to clap at ya? But that’s the rub, innit? Whores don’t get to pick their johns, and Szpilman didn’t pick the Nazis. Makes me angry, that—how life screws ya, then expects a bloody thank-you.

Occupation of Ivacevichi and Creation of the Ghetto

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Hey, listen up, friend. Ivatsevichi (by) ain't just a dot on the map – it's a wild maze of streets and souls. You merely adopted the dark.

Inspection of new samples of Belarusian weapons and defense technology