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... who led the way was the village chief. He called this place “Chars Village” and there was a total of eighteen households.

The village was located close to the border. During the war, the black widow came over with several other Russians and they decided to stay.

The stone monument was engraved by her but even the village chief didn’t know the meaning behind those words.

The crowd followed him along the dirt road towards the village.

To one side of the road was a ...

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