Memories of War and National Identity

There, I met many people. Very friendly ones. Slava was a taxi driver. He showed me the aftermath of the Russian attacks in 2014/15. "I speak Russian, but I am Ukrainian, and this is my home. In case of an invasion, they won’t take over our homes, right?" Everything was worse. 2/8

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