July was the most bloodiest month on the Donbass for long time. ‘Phoney war’ is still on the rise. Being in Kiev, I doesn’t feel anything, just the smell of burned memories. Here time flows differently, as if in another dimension. I want to go back to the Donbass still for a moment, i miss and can’t forgot. It’s hard in this mess, find the hidden meaning other than the bottom of a bottle of vodka.


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