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Igor: “Unfortunately, the War Continues. I Think that Even the News in the West Does Not Show the Real Horror of What is Happening Here.” – Ігор: «На жаль, війна триває. Думаю, що навіть новини на Заході не показують справжній жах того, що тут відбувається.»

Igor: “Unfortunately, the War Continues. I Think that Even the News in the West Does Not Show the Real Horror of What is Happening Here.” – Ігор: «На жаль, війна триває. Думаю, що навіть новини на Заході не показують справжній жах того, що тут відбувається.»

Aug 10, 2026 | ,

Participants in a pro-Ukrainian demonstration under the slogan 'Don't Be Indifferent' opposing xenophobic attacks on Ukrainians gather at Szczepanski Square in Krakow, Poland, on Aug. 9, 2026. Учасники проукраїнської демонстрації під гаслом «Не будь байдужим», яка виступає проти ксенофобських...

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Now, Most of the Time, the Only News I Receive of Ukraine is from the News and What I See and Read, and What My Mind and Heart Tell Me – Зараз, більшість часу, єдині новини про Україну, які я отримую, це з новин і того, що я бачу та читаю, і того, що мені підказують розум і серце

Now, Most of the Time, the Only News I Receive of Ukraine is from the News and What I See and Read, and What My Mind and Heart Tell Me – Зараз, більшість часу, єдині новини про Україну, які я отримую, це з новин і того, що я бачу та читаю, і того, що мені підказують розум і серце

Aug 5, 2026 | ,

Russian ballistic missile attack kills 1, injures 22 as rescue efforts continue in Kyiv. Російська балістична ракета вбиває 1 людину, 22 поранені, рятувальні роботи тривають у Києві. *** Now, Most of the Time, the Only News I Receive of Ukraine is from the News and What I See and Read, and What My...

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By Following In the Footsteps of Children…

By Following In the Footsteps of Children…

Jul 20, 2026 | ,

By Following In the Footsteps of Children... *** We May Find Wonder Behold the Boy Behold the little boy on his own. He wanted to go ahead. He wanted it to do it on his own by himself, climbing the steps - a high flight of stairs compared to his size - without knowing what was above, until he...

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He Always Wants Me to Rub His Bare Back, After I Tell Him a Story, or Something that Jesus Did or He Reads Me the Story He Wrote While Listening to Me – Always Wanting Just Two More Minutes of His Back Rub.

He Always Wants Me to Rub His Bare Back, After I Tell Him a Story, or Something that Jesus Did or He Reads Me the Story He Wrote While Listening to Me – Always Wanting Just Two More Minutes of His Back Rub.

Jun 6, 2026 | ,

He always wants me to rub his bare back, after I tell him a story, or something that Jesus did or he reads me the story he wrote while listening to me - always wanting just two more minutes of his back rub. Introduction The story shown above as the featured photo, transcribed right below, was...

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When I Open the Kitchen Curtains, I So Enjoy Watching the Golden Sunlight Play upon the Hills – Sunday, April 26, 2026

When I Open the Kitchen Curtains, I So Enjoy Watching the Golden Sunlight Play upon the Hills – Sunday, April 26, 2026

May 17, 2026 | ,

When I Open the Kitchen Curtains, I So Enjoy Watching the Golden Sunlight Play upon the Hills - Sunday, April 26, 2026 *** In the morning, but especially on Sunday, when I open the kitchen curtains, I so enjoy watching the golden sunlight play upon and bathe the hills to the north of us in a...

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After a while, My Eyes Turned Back to the Driver, Perhaps to Ask Something, but I Stopped from Speaking Because the Driver was Gently Wiping a Tear from Her Eye – A Gesture Tender and Meaningful, Dimming all Prior Images and Thoughts of Her into this One Gesture

After a while, My Eyes Turned Back to the Driver, Perhaps to Ask Something, but I Stopped from Speaking Because the Driver was Gently Wiping a Tear from Her Eye – A Gesture Tender and Meaningful, Dimming all Prior Images and Thoughts of Her into this One Gesture

Feb 19, 2026 |

*** After a while, My Eyes Turned Back to the Driver, Perhaps to Ask Something, but I Stopped from Speaking Because the Driver was Gently Wiping a Tear from Her Eye – A Gesture Tender and Meaningful, Dimming all Prior Images and Thoughts of Her into this One Gesture *** In Jersey City, on that...

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