Pavel Sheremet

Pavel Sheremet

It is something surreal to wake up to news of a journalist being killed in a car bomb explosion, in the city I’m visiting. Read about it on my Twitter/Fb timelines and then walk through independence square where a memorial is being held. I’m currently laying on my hotel bed and listening to the echo’s of a guitar and the singer singing away a Belorussian band’s song I’ve become familiar with during Euromaidan.

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