/ The authors / Yevgeny Nevebenny
SOLDIER I had just had lunch with my parents, and now I was returning to my home. Walking through the park, I saw on the bench a young girl soldier. She sat and cried. Next to her was a large blue army backpack and a Tavor automatic rifle. - What happened? I asked in Hebrew, coming up to her. - Nothing! - answered the girl. By her appearance and accent, I guessed that she was from Russia. - Do you speak Russian? - I asked her. - Yes, I say ... - You someone ...
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