Gaila and Katya live in the same room in a university shelter. A letter from a group member living in the same building.

Katie has struck me! She needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs, she needs. I am not her girlfriend! I was forced to read her correspondence with this Ukrainian saliva, to negatively evaluate the photos of his girlfriend, although she herself doesn’t fit in the clutches, and the beaten four hours beat me with an embrace, dumb, the only question: “Love, do you think he loves me?” I am not iron! What should I do with her? She even called me twice while I was at home, waiting for me to go to the community, that is, to her, I will come! Could she just get rid of her properly so that she forgot about that guy? Either he is a pederast, or a homicide, or he is just a splash! Judging by their correspondence, he is not considered a guy at all. Be kind, let it stay between us.