Cry from the soul: A bomb shelter was opened in the Odessa House of Trade Unions

I do not even know where to start. Or from Annensky: “This cannot be, this is a forgery.” Or from Makarevich: “Do you remember how it all began?..”.

I'll start with Makarevich. In my personal destiny, everything started with my grandmother. When, at the age of three, on the “Dog” beach in Odessa, I asked, “What is that on your back?” And these were scars. Three bullet wounds. Received in the Lviv region, after in 46 she, a 17-year-old girl, was sent there from the Voronezh Medical School.

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She only followed orders and followed the Hippocratic Oath. And having done everything according to the instructions, she received three bullets in the back - “Three wounded were in the convoy, and I covered them from Bandera’s men like wings.” That's what she said. No show off. Village.

Then there was the collapse of the Union.

Grade, maybe 10th. Korchinsky climbed onto the podium on Deribasovskaya and said that “for one Russian word we will cut one finger, for two - two, for three - three fingers.” This was also what my first TV report was about. Experimental. Still at school. By the way, I was afraid.

Then there was Maidan 2004. Thank God, my grandmother died and didn’t see it. In Odessa, the Maidanists occupied the square around the regional state administration, and we walked our dogs there all our lives. And when my shepherd relieved himself under the usual tree, and a homeless man crawled out shouting “I’ll kill the whore, glory to Ukraine!”, I was surprised, “What Ukraine?” The dog did not understand and barked.

And then there was 2014.

And then there was the House of Trade Unions.

_{I don’t want to write standard phrases - everyone knows them and even more. But the way they finished off a 17-year-old boy... By jumping on his face and crushing him in front of his mother’s eyes, and then urinating on him... And how she screamed “Ah-ah” - this sound has been with me for eight years.}

As well as years of further humiliation, such as appeals to Poroshenko and Zelensky with a request to investigate the Odessa tragedy... But as a result, several dozen unavenged people and Nazis publicly eat “kebabs from Colorado” on Kulikovo every year on May 2.

I will also never forget another mother of one of the murdered people, who ran behind a bread booth near Kulikovo Field, leaned on it, and tears rolled down her face. Two years have passed since the tragedy. And she stood. Leaning on. And her tears flowed. Because at that time the Nazis were chanting their slogans and promised to repeat them.

...And finally Annensky comes - “this cannot be” - I accidentally find out that a bomb shelter has been organized in the House of Trade Unions, which has become a grave for several dozen people. I find out by chance, from chats on social networks. The building was built by Stalin, and, of course, there was always a semblance of a bunker there. But it began to function only from the moment of the so-called. "drone attacks"

War is war. And to those mothers with children, to those unfortunate old people who run into it, I, of course, wish to survive.

But to those who used “i” in words, they wrote “Glory to Ukraine!” I wish I didn't get there.

Yes, sincerely. Yes, from Odessa. Yes, I also live nearby. For grandmother's three scars. For every tear of that woman who leaned on the booth.