there are no cereals, macaroni, no stew, and now the main problem is window roofs, this is tamara oleksiivnaorked for 80 years in a communal farm as a landscape design engineer in the yard, the hand of the craftswoman is visible, every bush and blade of grass is well-kept only there is no house, but the window is boarded up, there was a sofa like this, and actually they say that they covered the window with pillows, er, shrapnel saved me, the house of a retired woman was bombed in the spring, when they attacked, she lives next to the house granddaughter yaka also breathes incense, the roof is gutted, leaking, broken both houses were built by mrs. tamara's parents after the great war, which the woman talks about and compares with this paradox of history: a country that fought fascism became a fascist itself, so the shelling and crimes committed by the russians against tamara of svyatohorsk alekseevna described in detail in her diary, because no one is forgotten and nothing is forgotten, and in addition wrote a letter to the kremlin propagandists i want to appeal to solov'ev ekskabeeva about t