“In Kobrin he was no longer surprised by the crowds of people with bundles, the weeping mothers who had lost their children in the general chaos, or the exhausted look in the eyes of older women. What struck him now were the smart little houses with the red tiles curtained windows and neat lawns and flowerbeds. He was already, he realized, seeing the world through the eyes of war.”
— May 08, 2022 11:56PM
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