and when my gavriks leave, terrible things happen. well on really.erally from donetsk, this is my husband from here. and we just flew to our street three times. well, we decided not to sit like that for a long time. and it's not that you're calmer here. they shoot here too. and , by the way, here i went to the street, somewhere now i thought back, well, suddenly you will arrive, here, too , such a gun is very loud from us. well, we close all the windows, because we are already shuddering like that. at first, my child did not react in any way, but she, apparently, did not understand very little, but it's literally 3 days ago it started sobbing straight away. well, i'm already lviv well, i don't know, i say, well, what to do or where? where to go? where to hide? in general, from all this? by the way, this is the arrival. this is a hole, yes, this is an arrival. but this window is also an arrival. and here, somewhere else, there were fragments. i'm sure, well, it was about three years ago, probably, well, the war didn't just start this year. on the 24th