It's pitch dark...I wake in horror when rats crawl over me...I immediately think, where can I find firewood, water, food...anything for the family? This is "white genocide." No need for bullets. They just eliminate us by starvation. I used to weigh 90 Kilos, now I'm down to 50. This used to be a lively city. Lots of restaurants - we like to eat well. We feasted, laughed, sang and danced till early morning. Now it's like a bad joke because the stomach remembers everything. The juices still run and at night the stomach seems to stick to your spine.
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