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This is going to be hard to watch. It's Hungary, 1956.
Dear, Ukrainians.
When we, in the West, say "we're standing with you", it's euphemistic. The bombs aren't falling on us. Throw down the wooden rifles and run westward. To the hills, not the cities. Do not go where everyone else is going, spread out. Hide. Get underground.
Your president has a nice bomb shelter, and an escape tunnel, too. Don't stay just because he's staying.
Last edited by BigElCat; 02-19-2022 at 12:10 AM.
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