The Slow War of Attrition in Kiev

I had the sense that they really appreciated the attention their village was getting. A lot of repair work had already been done. And so yeah it was quiet and I must say none of the ravers hauling bricks looked as if they were working quite as hard as this woman in her 90s who was bent double literally double like a paperclip over her potato patch. But it was all part of the same landscape and it felt good. Ukraine was not a place that was divided between the slick city and the boondocks but they were all one. And I think that was what the mainly elderly population of the village felt and appreciated. It wasn't just about people coming from their kind of