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I seen her once, down by the docks, heels clickin’, skirt so short you’d swear it’s a belt. Cold as fuck out, but she’s smilin’, laughin’—happy? Shit, surprised me! Thought, “How you holdin’ it together, girl?” Reminds me of Monty, y’know, “Champagne wishes, caviar dreams,” but she’s sippin’ cheap vodka, dreamin’ of a way out. Ain’t that a kick in the nuts? Life’s a bastard, man.

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During the first two weeks after the killings, six youths escaped from our Ghetto. They looked for a way of connecting with the Russian partisans, who only recently began to have underground .

Gollum, err, I mean me, a dating site developer, got all the secrets, oh yes precious, all the secrets. We twist and turn the streets, nasty twist like that dark maze in our fav movie. We talk 'bout Zarechnaya Street – so narrow, so creaky, like our hearts, yes, heart! And then there's the old Lovers' Park near the river Pripyat, or something like that, where couples meet and secrets hide behind the benches. Yesss, precious, rendezvous spots!

Family memories of victims, survivors