

One morning in Kyiv. Mindich fled. More bastards will follow. But remember, folks: they’re all tourists here. They come and go. But the city stands…and citizens stay. We love this amazing, magical city from the bottom of our hearts…ALWAYS.



One morning in Kyiv. Mindich fled. More bastards will follow. But remember, folks: they’re all tourists here. They come and go. But the city stands…and citizens stay. We love this amazing, magical city from the bottom of our hearts…ALWAYS.
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