Summary: It was the autumn of 1993. I ran out of the house to the barricades. Here there were poor people, and others not so poor, and the only slogan that everyone took up readily was: “The Soviet Union!”
Summary: It was the autumn of 1993. I ran out of the house to the barricades. Here there were poor people, and others not so poor, and the only slogan that everyone took up readily was: “The Soviet Union!”