Dear Readers, Dear Friends,
I read with a heavy heart how many of my acquaintances are asking on social media after the 2/3 government victory, who knows people abroad who would help them start anew, because they can no longer bear what is happening here.
Since I know several people in several countries, it would have been my duty to help, but unfortunately I can't do it today.
What happened today was that I moved a Ukrainian female architect and her minor children (a friend's family) into my studio apartment, which I bought for the first time when I was 42 years old. They fled to Hungary from the constant rocket fire and Russian terror. They managed to get everything they have out of the car in one round. I felt a little ashamed because even I didn't really take over the apartment, it's livable, but not the real one. (I'll pay for 20 years until it's mine)
I was busy with that today, but I promise
as soon as I blow myself out, I help everyone escape from the Latte Machiatos, gluten-free pastries, almond rosé sprinkles and artisanal oppression, somewhere beyond Mari Square in Jásza. It will be difficult, but don't be afraid."
Source: writer Sándor Jászberényi/Facebook
Featured Image: Pixabay/Illustration
