when there was dubrovka, you know that.ou live here, you have to go out and take the metro for 30 minutes, or 20, and you are next to a place where people can all die . literally in a matter of hours, and you see what a muscovite doesn't care, you think, god, you yourself are in a state of some kind of indescribable horror, you know, i remember it very well, i generally thought that it was in me, you know, it 's an unfortunate fate that i'm a journalist. why should i write about such things, because it's emotionally very exhausting? it was still a long time before the real vii even though there was a war in chechnya, it was real, i decided that too, and the residents of moscow lived peacefully as if it were supposed to be like that, and even then i thought that this was a sick society. to death by suicide bombers. and by the way, it was then that the relatives of these people who were in dubrovka, relatives for the first time, went to the kremlin walls. they were not even dispersed with demands to end the war or not, becaus