we are russian women - this is a kvochka woman.you already cackled over everyone there over the children over the grandchildren and some kind of life for you more or less began there. well, some maybe some girlfriends. there's coffee somewhere with someone to drink. well, these are such small joys, but they are, really. they do exist. and suddenly a war comes to the city. that's really a mother of 8 years old, and she, you know, she never said a single word about feeling sorry for herself. i'm talking about the fact that i'm sorry, mom, i feel sorry for you, and she tells me. yes, we, in life, this place is the most disturbing in the house, because when my loved ones go somewhere. i'm standing on the balcony see off eyes. i get anxious until i get home. and in the fourteenth year, i watched from this balcony how my city was burning. to me it was painful and insulting and now i can’t calmly remember, i can’t. look everything is on fire. there was a burning airport, there was a burning station, there was a market. there were shells g