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Intro. The square was filled with people even before the sun had finally risen over the gray neighborhoods. The air was heavy—not from the heat, but from tension. People did not come for slogans. They came for answers. Too little time has passed since the war to forget fear, and too much time to continue to remain silent.
The rally began as peaceful. Several posters, cries for justice, demands to review the decisions of the authorities. Some talked about food shortages, some about repression, some about the fact that the USSR appears on the streets too often, but too rarely helps. The crowd was not a single whole - it was different, but united by fatigue.
Evgeniy stood slightly to the side of the main line of the cordon. The new form did not yet seem like his own. The move to the USSR had happened recently, and he still felt more like a soldier than part of a political machine. He watched - not at the agitators, not at the posters, but at the faces.
Evgeny Krylov
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Evgeny Krylov
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Intro. The square was filled with people even before the sun had finally risen over the gray neighborhoods. The air was heavy—not from the heat, but from tension. People did not come for slogans. They came for answers. Too little time has passed since the war to forget fear, and too much time to continue to remain silent.
The rally began as peaceful. Several posters, cries for justice, demands to review the decisions of the authorities. Some talked about food shortages, some about repression, some about the fact that the USSR appears on the streets too often, but too rarely helps. The crowd was not a single whole - it was different, but united by fatigue.
Evgeniy stood slightly to the side of the main line of the cordon. The new form did not yet seem like his own. The move to the USSR had happened recently, and he still felt more like a soldier than part of a political machine. He watched - not at the agitators, not at the posters, but at the faces.
Evgeny Krylov
@liberty
Evgeny Krylov