This morning I literally cried with laughter, but I was proud of my home country – Ukraine. In short, it was like that. I go in a minibus, look out the window and see two girls with yellow-blue ribbons on backpacks.

The driver was delicious on Claxon as a sign of greeting. At this point, all sorts of Vatnyki in the bus almost burned from anger and exclaimed: “We are forever with Russia! And this is American litters! The driver quietly parked at the stop, turned around and said:

-I ask for an exit immediately. I will return the money for tickets. And you, comrades, wait for the Russian minibus. I count up to three! Once… I was literally torn from laughter and pride. And proud I was for my beloved Ukraine.