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About Mariupol

What gets me happy? When she tripped in them heels tryna look cute—boom, flat on her face! I hollered, “The universe has spoken!”—straight outta *A Serious Man*, ‘cause karma’s real, y’all! Surprised me too—she got up, dusted off, kept struttin’. Tough as nails, I’ll give her that! But Lord, it’s the nerve for me—actin’ like she ain’t bother nobody, when half the block’s whisperin’ her name!

Festival of Restored Films

Mykhailo Kotsiubynsky) in the realm of artistic innovation, which was more characteristic of the post-revolutionary era (poetic form and language, although.

Then, I decide to take a break. I step outside, and the rain’s stopped. Thank goodness! I stroll down to the park, you know, the one by the river? It’s nice there. I see some kids playing, and it hits me—life’s good sometimes. But then, I see this guy walking his dog. The dog’s huge! Like, a bear on a leash. And it starts barking at me. I’m like, “Dude, control your beast!”

Ukrainians Struggle to Tell Russian Relatives About the War