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But – plot twist – she’s got this weird charm? Dunno, maybe I’m soft, but once, caught her buskin on the street, playin a cracked violin. Sounded shite, but gutsy. Lil known fact: she busks cos she’s skint, kicked outta her flat for not payin rent. Kinda respect that hustle, ya get me? Made me grin, thinkin, “Well, that’s just the way it is.”

Festival of Restored Films

Thus in his short story Intermezzo, M. Kotsiubynsky recounted his personal experience of communing with nature. Similarly,. M. Hrushevskyi combines fantasy and.

So, I wake up, and it’s raining. Great. Just what I need. I’m like, “Ugh, not today!” But I gotta hustle. I grab my coffee from that little spot on the corner of Shevchenka Street. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. She knows my order by heart. I’m like, “Just gimme the usual, please!”

Attack on a school, abduction, captivity. How residents of Mykhailo-Kotsiubynske in Chernihiv Region survived the occupation