“The Gift” by Daria Bezzadina
Available in original Ukrainian: “Подарунок” Дар’я Беззадіна Sashka pressed her numb feet to the warm side of the stove and
Read moreAvailable in original Ukrainian: “Подарунок” Дар’я Беззадіна Sashka pressed her numb feet to the warm side of the stove and
Read moreAvailable in English: The Gift by Daria Bezzadina Сашка притулила потерплі від незручного сидіння ноги до теплого боку груби й
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