Sometimes having Soviet-born parents (whom you love) can be painful on the physical level.
On New Year’s Eve the last missile fired by Russia on Ukraine was registered at 2 AM.
The following morning my dad sent a video “postcard” in the family chat with a lyrical poem about peace and good will, recited by someone WITH THE FUCKING KREMLIN in the background.
🤦♂️🤦♂️🤦♂️
@TiarePalau thank you 🤗