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⇱ Polina Moroziuk


crimea: the war before the war

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πŸ‘ Soldier crouches near a "Vector" reconnaissance drone in the Donetsk Oblast, Ukraine, on Sept. 11, 2025.

How Ukraine is 'systematically' destroying Russia's air defenses

Hundreds of kilometers inside Russia, oil refineries burst into flames, and the sky above airfields and weapons factories is filled with thick black smoke. These scenes, increasingly frequent in videos related by the Ukrainian military over the last several months,  are the visible results of an expanding Ukrainian deep-strike campaign. Its objective: hit critical military and industrial infrastructure far inside Russian territory, bringing the war directly onto its soil. The secret behind the
πŸ‘ A protest against Iran’s support for Russia’s aggression in Kyiv, Ukraine, on Oct. 28, 2022.

Kyiv’s Iranian diaspora living through nightmare of war in both homes

by Polina Moroziuk
With air raid sirens and missile strikes part of daily life in Kyiv, many Iranians living in Ukraine found themselves watching another crisis unfold in their homeland β€” one that feels both distant and painfully familiar. Following the U.S. and Israeli war on Iran and the assassination of Supreme Leader Ali Khamenei, along with several senior figures of the regime, members of the small Iranian community in Kyiv say they are following events closely, balancing hope for political change with fear
πŸ‘ People walk with Iranian national flags near a ballistic missile launch vehicle in Tehran, Iran, on Feb. 11, 2026

We interviewed Iran’s envoy to Ukraine and it was absolutely wild

by Polina Moroziuk
Two days after the assassination of Iran's Supreme Leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei by U.S.-Israeli strikes earlier this month, the Iranian embassy in Kyiv was in mourning. Candles flickered on the floor beneath his portrait. Heavy curtains muted the daylight. Staff dressed in black directed visitors into a small side room, where a condolence book lay open. But, outside, there was no queue. Each page of the book was turned before a new visitor approached. No one could see what had been written b

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