Washington Post: Opinion: My fiance is joining the front line in Ukraine By Iuliia Mendel
The house was shaking. Grad rockets were falling about 500 feet from us. Everything around us was on fire: the forest and the buildings; there was no phone signal. We went downstairs and spent the night in a bomb shelter, and in the morning we blew a tire after hitting a piece of shrapnel.
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