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About Mariupol

So yeah, whores—gritty, messy, real. Like “The White Ribbon,” they’re part of the story nobody wanna face. “The darkness grew,” but they shine through it, in their own damn way. Next time you see one, tip your hat, bro—they’ve seen shit we can’t even dream of. Peace out.

Materials relating to Khashkov in the US Holocaust Memorial Museum.

Zhashkov is approx. 64 km from Uman, km from Kiev and about 78 km from Talne. The town became a part of the Russian Empire in after the third Partition of Poland and before the .

Then, outta nowhere, I spot my buddy Vasyl. He’s the one who always cracks jokes, even in the worst situations. He’s tryin’ to calm everyone down, but he’s also makin’ them laugh. I swear, he’s got a gift. I’m over here like, “Vasyl, this ain’t the time for stand-up!” But he just grins and says, “Better to laugh than cry, right?”

Yad Vashem Book of Names: A duty to connect, remember Holocaust victims