Vchora, spinning from Donechchini, Mav dvi Rosmovi. At the station belya kasi stood a pair of pairs. I пішов купувати морозиво, а дружина підійшла до каси. At that moment, won:.
"Look, this is Tooka.".
"What's he doing here?".
Druzhina posmyhnulas:.
- He is, he.
Чоловік підійшов до мене. Літня людина.
"Excuse me, are you George Tuka?".
- Yes I.
- Thank you very much. Thank you for what you are doing for Donbass. We are from Gorlovka. It's hard for us there, very hard.
I squeezed the yom hand of the shoe - not znayishov, scho vidpostisti.
Далі, їдучи в потязі, мав розмову з молодим (років 30) чоловіком. Віталій. Колишній співробітник "Тітану". Live in Donetsk. Як тільки почався безлад в місті - звільнився. Зараз працює in Києві "вахтовим" метод.
- Now, tell me, how did it happen? How did all this happen? After all, I'm not for Yanukovych, not for Russia. But, after all, and after the Maidan everything went wrong, as they wanted!. Who needs all this? When will it end? I have friends there, and there. I can not break! Grandfather can not be transported or dropped.
Khvilin 20 rozovlyali on the topic of the topic. Lyudina is clearly ruined!.
Farewell, I said yomu:.
- Vitaly, you ask yourself a question and give yourself an answer to this question: if you come to Donetsk from the military commissariat (and he himself said that they already go), WHAT will you do? Do not hurry, think carefully and answer yourself!.
Він відповів миттєво і дуже эемоційно:.
"I'll run away or I'll sit down on the basement!" I asked this question myself a hundred times: I can not fight for either of these, or for these!.
Mi roziyshlis on his own maps, and I potov dovgo thinking: skilki f these, "rosirvanih nappil, people are all at once in all parts of the world? I do not know what to do.
During the day, I chotiri razi spilkuvavsya with our zahisnikami-migrants: two from Gorlivka, one from Donetsk, one from Alchevs'ka. Three of them "live there" there, their fourth birthplace did not burn.
In all of them there is a lot of life and turn backwards.. All the war for the first days and for the year.
So, my heart is on the side of the slam-cotton, yaki his own lives zahishchayut us. Ale. І Віталія шкода теж.
Well, not a wagon! Not the Enemy.
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