It flies. You drink coffee and make plans for today, but this day is gone. Because it flies. And your life is remained exactly for it flight. But you don't know about it and drink coffee admiring the panorama of the city. Someone has breakfast with the whole family. The last time. Because it flies. Β© Sergey Gladkevich.
@tata7585 in November 2022
First snow. The winter is coming. It's going to be hard winter for me, for my family and for Ukrainian. πΊπ¦
πΊπ¦ This photos is maden in the Kherson Museum of Local Lore after the liberation of the city from the russian. These bastards looted all the exhibits.
πΊπ¦ we will grow up. πΊπ¦ we will remember. πΊπ¦ we will never forgive. π· hajdud