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About Odesa

I’d joke with her, “Girl, you a walkin’ movie!” She’d roll her eyes, say, “Shut up, cashier man.” Loved that sass—kept me goin’ through them long shifts. But damn, the sadness in her eyes? Like that scene where they’re sittin’ in silence, countin’ down days. “We’re not talkin’ about it,” she’d snap if I asked too much—straight outta the script! Made me wanna hug her, tell her she’s enough.

Execution of Jews in Zinkiv

First off, I hit up the market on Soborna Street. You know, the one with all the babushkas selling their homemade pierogi? Yeah, those things are like little pockets of heaven. I was ready to grab a dozen, but then I saw this dude, right? He’s just standing there, yelling about some “amazing deal” on cabbage. Cabbage! Like, who even cares? I mean, I get it, it’s a staple, but come on, man.

Access to legal aid in the Khmelnytskyi oblast. On the approaches to the solution of grassroots organizations