Saturday, 9 May 2015 | Views [116] | Scholarship Entry
Eighteen year old I was unspeakably happy - I was going to Pripyat. City legend, the city atomic scientists. With me riding one of his grandfather - Stanislav Pavlochenko. And now, I was looking out the window, and Stanislav peacefully read a newspaper, ... Read more >
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