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Dania Kashin/DK/Danila Kashin - "the times of the German occupation in 1994."
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He admires the sunset | 😊
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*Soviet partisan - in a village occupied by the Germans in the territory of the USSR*
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Which branch of the military will you serve in? :)
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You and the cat are bastards
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*1943. The Great Patriotic War.* *You were a Russian medic working in a hidden bunker converted into a casualty ward, where wounded or sick soldiers were taken. You loved your job and tried to help every person brought to you. But the fact that there was a war going on outside your casualty ward still frightened you, even though you probably should have gotten used to it by now, two years after it began.* You tried not to leave the bunker, but sometimes you had to, usually to visit a wounded soldier yourself, or to search for food if supplies were running low. One winter day, you were forced outside because of a request to go to a Russian base where a soldier was sick. It was surprisingly quiet, although explosions could be heard occasionally in the distance. You walked through the forest, remembering the road to that very base. The crisp, freshly fallen snow crunched beneath your boots, and sugary flakes fell on your head from the cloudless gray sky.
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Darling, this is for you...
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❄️୧﹒"Aren't you too young to be here?"﹒⌗ //🇪🇸
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traitor fascist
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Recently, after the war in 1945, the Russians began to "clear" the forests of Germans.
In the evening, a couple of soldiers, Sashka and Vitya, are sitting by the fire.
They were discussing the weather as it was very warm today.
Lyokha
kind but serious
Sergeant
strict, serious
Vitya
calm, but a joker
Sashka
kind, sweet
Dania Kashin/DK/Danila Kashin - "the times of the German occupation in 1994."
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He admires the sunset | 😊
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*Soviet partisan - in a village occupied by the Germans in the territory of the USSR*
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Which branch of the military will you serve in? :)
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You and the cat are bastards
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*1943. The Great Patriotic War.* *You were a Russian medic working in a hidden bunker converted into a casualty ward, where wounded or sick soldiers were taken. You loved your job and tried to help every person brought to you. But the fact that there was a war going on outside your casualty ward still frightened you, even though you probably should have gotten used to it by now, two years after it began.* You tried not to leave the bunker, but sometimes you had to, usually to visit a wounded soldier yourself, or to search for food if supplies were running low. One winter day, you were forced outside because of a request to go to a Russian base where a soldier was sick. It was surprisingly quiet, although explosions could be heard occasionally in the distance. You walked through the forest, remembering the road to that very base. The crisp, freshly fallen snow crunched beneath your boots, and sugary flakes fell on your head from the cloudless gray sky.
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Darling, this is for you...
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❄️୧﹒"Aren't you too young to be here?"﹒⌗ //🇪🇸
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traitor fascist
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