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About Mykolaiv

But—look—here’s what gets me mad. These places, they ain’t all fun ‘n’ games. Some gals, they’re stuck, like that movie line: “I’m caught in a diving bell.” Breaks my heart, folks. Seen too many trapped souls—makes ya wanna holler. But then, ya see ‘em smile, crack a joke—damn, that’s grit! Surprised me every time. Resilience, man, it’s somethin’.

Execution of Jews in Lypovets

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First stop, the local café. You know, the one on the corner of Shevchenka? Yeah, that place. I’m thinking, “Gotta grab a latte, or I’m toast.” But guess what? They ran out of coffee! Like, how does a café run out of coffee? I mean, c’mon! So, I settle for some weird herbal tea. Ugh, it tasted like grass.

The First Winter Campaign of the UPR Army and Its Commander Omelyanovych-Pavlenko