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We are the only people left on this street.
We don't want to leave the house, we are afraid of looting. From under the fence, we pull out fragments of [shells from] "Grads". The same ones broke through the wall in the house.
I work at the local mine. With the beginning of the war, it was on the verge of stopping-the pumps are unusable, the mine is constantly flooded. We have only one lava for the entire mine.
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