My best Russian friend Lena in Penza, 600 km southeast of Moscow, could not sleep on the night of February 23-24. And so she just prayed until sunrise without really knowing what was happening inside her. She wrote it to me in the morning of 24.02. I was sitting on the edge of the bed at the same moment, quite against my habit, had opened a news channel on my cell phone, and was reading about Putin’s decision of the previous night. By that time, numerous bombs had already fallen over Ukraine. I burst into tears for a moment. https://www.newslichter.de/2022/02/stell-dir-vor-es-ist-krieg-und-keiner-geht-hin/
Imagine a war and no-one is going
