Today I finally see, hear, feel my beloved Kharkiv, walking along the streets, peering, recognizing… And this image arose in me - the city stands proudly, an open smiling face, a smile a little like Mona Lisa's, skillfully and professionally retouched wounds, dressed in parks and flowers, as if in modern designer couture, in which the ancient and the modern will elegantly go together. It stands proudly, and below it,  russia crackles from the heat and powerlessness… it yearns, sirens smoke through its ears and nose… it stinks and rages… And in the meantime, the city orders a white dry with ice and thinks through plans for future projects… I love…. Thank you for your strength, joy. Stubbornness, creativity, love, for LIFE in spite of everything. I will wait for the next meetings…