My cousin’s husband was shot by terrorists in Donetsk but survived the wound. Another family friend was beaten and robbed by the terrorists. Neither man had participated in the hostilities in any capacity.
In case this has already been forgotten and a fresh round of idiotic questions is about to crop up: I still don’t like these people. And I still don’t want to see them dead or harmed in any way. And if for you emigrating means wishing death on everybody who remained in your country of origin, there is something seriously wrong with you.

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