Nataliia met the war in her native Polohy. Before her eyes, the occupiers broke into the city and simply shot people in the streets. For nothing. Nataliia's family managed to escape from this hell, thanks to volunteers. But the road was hard. Constant checks, hostile military equipment that could at any time either run over cars or shoot them.
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