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Olena Bolkhudere

" Wherever you go, you will never have anything of your own"

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I came to my native home on Naberezhna Street three months ago, and I just didn't recognize my house. The roof was damaged by shelling and fire. The ceiling is about to collapse, and the walls are completely blackened. There was an awful bombardment with Grad launchers here. Our neighbor was wounded. Now we have to live in the summer kitchen with no water, gas and amenities.

My mother can barely walk. I took my son to Mykolaiv Oblast for a year and a half, but we couldn't settle down there. Wherever you go, you will never have anything of your own. You have to live like a homeless person under a fence.

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