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I’m tryin’ to channel *Almost Famous* vibes—y’know, “It’s all happening!”—but it’s chaos! She’s quotin’ prices—50 bucks for this, 100 for that—and I’m like, “That’s what she said!” every time, ‘cause I’m an idiot. She rolls her eyes—fair. But then she softens, “You’re weird, but kinda cute.” I’m shocked—me? Cute? “I’m incorrigible!” I yell, quotin’ Penny Lane—total dork move. She’s confused, “What’s that mean?” I’m like, “Uh, awesome?”

Mykhailo-Kotsyubynske community

Lapchynsky and Kotsiubynsky presented themselves to Muraviov's staff at Liubotyn, a town outside Kharkiv where they were to board the train for Poltava.

I finally get home, and I’m exhausted. I flop on the couch, thinking about the day. Kotsiubynske, with its crazy streets and wild moments, always keeps me on my toes. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Attack on a school, abduction, captivity. How residents of Mykhailo-Kotsiubynske in Chernihiv Region survived the occupation