The driver of a blue minibus, crammed full of people, was desperately trying to slide the door closed. Then I watched as a frantic woman stopped him from departing – handing a new-born baby girl to one of the passengers.After the vehicle sped off, the middle-aged woman, weeping softly, told me that her sister was on board, taking the last bus to Uman, a city in central , where she would join their parents.So why was she not going? 'Why should I go? If they start bombing the cities they'll bomb all of them. It's not safe there but at least she'll be with the family.'
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