{"id":158769,"date":"2026-06-01T13:11:05","date_gmt":"2026-06-01T10:11:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/nash-druh-u-poloni\/"},"modified":"2026-08-17T16:22:19","modified_gmt":"2026-08-17T13:22:19","slug":"our-friend-in-captivity-eng","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/en\/our-friend-in-captivity-eng\/","title":{"rendered":"Our Friend in Captivity Is a Living Audiobook"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">1.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The ring road on the outskirts of a border town. Buses travel along the highway, winding through tall pine trees. There are too many to count. They stop, and pale, short-haired people in faded blue prison clothes get off. They lie down on their backs on the emerald grass and weep. This is an exchange of \u201call for all,\u201d I realize. But instead of greeting our people, jumping for joy and offering my phone so that one of them could finally call home, I, too, lay down on this incredibly green grass. I can\u2019t help it, the tears just keep coming. Suddenly, I wake up. It\u2019s just a dream, my pillow is soaked with tears. Thousands of Ukrainian soldiers and civilians remain in captivity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">2.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My colleagues and I find out about the date of the exchange beforehand. In the morning, we pile into the car and drive out to the meeting point. For the past year and a half, the exchanges have taken place in Chernihiv Oblast. There\u2019s a gas station along the way where we stop for coffee. We usually have a wait time of three to seven hours. We sip our coffee and say what we usually say:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cOur guys must already be there.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThey\u2019re somewhere near the Belarusian border.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThey\u2019re probably untying their hands right now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMaybe they\u2019ve already taken the blindfolds off.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThey should realize by now that this isn\u2019t a transfer, but an exchange.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cOur people will be here soon.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We talk about it as if it were perfectly normal, although the procedure we\u2019re describing is more akin to a medieval barter \u2014 some humans (our people) are being exchanged for others (the occupiers, but technically still humans).<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">An hour and a half before reaching Chernihiv, the buses carrying our people should already be crossing the border from the Belarusian side. There, they check the names, do the count and usher everyone into the bus. The doors close, and, as the bus approaches the border, a representative of the Coordination Headquarters for the Treatment of Prisoners of War says loudly:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWelcome to territory controlled by Ukraine.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">3.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In Chernihiv, people are already gathering at the meeting spot. Most of them are holding photographs. These are relatives of prisoners of war who hope to receive new information about their loved ones. They are also relatives of those missing in action who long to find at least a glimmer of hope: perhaps someone happened to see their loved one and can confirm that he is alive. In captivity, but alive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Most of them already know each other. Like us, they never miss a single exchange. Everyone has a portrait in their hands; sometimes it\u2019s a whole collage. If someone else\u2019s relative couldn\u2019t make it or is unable to come, others hold up a photo not only of their own son or husband, but also of a missing comrade.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The portrait includes the person\u2019s last name, first name, call sign, age, the area where he fought, his brigade or battalion, his family\u2019s contact information, and where he went missing. Sometimes there are several photos of the same person, with and without a beard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This search method yields almost no results. But there\u2019s a box at every entrance where people put stacks of photos, which will later be sent to rehabilitation centers along with the released detainees. Once they\u2019ve caught their breath and rested, the released prisoners will have a chance to look at the photos more closely. Although the kaleidoscope of hundreds of photos at the entrance lasts less than a minute \u2014 and it\u2019s practically impossible to recognize anyone while rushing off the bus \u2014 relatives still cling to this even slim chance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We already know many of them. Sometimes people ask to take photos together. With one woman, we started joking: \u201cSure, let\u2019s take a photo, but don\u2019t forget to give a proper holler when the notification comes.\u201d She promised to shout as loud as she could.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Everyone here is waiting for the notification. If a loved one has been exchanged, as soon as the buses carrying the released prisoners cross the border, a notification appears in the Diia app: \u201cCongratulations! Your husband (or son, or father), First Name\/Last Name, has been released from captivity.\u201d Then comes the text message. They might even call.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We take a photo with a woman and wish her \u201cto receive the notification.\u201d On the day of the exchange, this wish is more important than any other.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In less than 10 minutes, we hear her scream. The woman screams at the top of her lungs. Her son is returning from captivity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Happiness can be deafening. So many times, family members have fainted from the sheer intensity of their emotions.\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Wives and girlfriends worry \u2014 they didn\u2019t get their hair done, didn\u2019t have time for a manicure, didn\u2019t put on their best dress. In less than half an hour, he\u2019ll call and see her: she needs to put on lipstick right away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image is-horizontal alignfull size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\" src=\"https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0011.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-149615\" srcset=\"https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0011.jpg 2000w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0011-1024x682.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0011-1440x960.jpg 1440w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0011-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0011-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0011-1536x1024.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0011-670x448.jpg 670w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0011-245x162.jpg 245w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2000px) 100vw, 2000px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">4.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">An hour\u2019s drive from the border is a clearing where the newly released prisoners step off the buses for the first time. They are given blue-and-yellow flags and their brigade flags \u2014 it\u2019s one of the first things they receive upon returning to freedom. They kiss the flag, often on their knees or raise it as high as possible and tie it around their shoulders.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Here, for the first time in a long while, they can stand without keeping their hands behind their backs or bowing their heads, except perhaps to admire the familiar ground beneath their feet. Amazingly, they can look up at the sky, shout at the top of their lungs whatever they want, hug their comrades, get a whole pack of cigarettes and know for sure that they don\u2019t need to ration them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">From the videos that first appear on social media, one might draw the false conclusion that everyone is feeling just one emotion \u2014 absolute happiness. In reality, many of those who have just been released are at a loss. Some are fidgeting and can\u2019t stand still because of their excitement, while others are disoriented by the abundance of light, fresh air and people.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Then they make their calls home, and there are so many things they\u2019re afraid to hear:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIs Mom alive?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIs our house still standing?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cDid Grandpa and Grandma escape the occupation?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cHow\u2019s my brother?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cTell me honestly \u2014 which of our comrades have died?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I\u2019m standing in this crowd and hear a good dozen affectionate variations of the word \u201cmom\u201d:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMama, I\u2019m home.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMom! Mom! Mom!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMa, I\u2019m back!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMommy, everything\u2019s fine, don\u2019t worry, I\u2019m alive.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201c\u2026Dearest mother of mine, tell me why you aren\u2019t sleeping\u2026\u201d <em>[Excerpt of the song <a href=\"https:\/\/youtu.be\/dF1j-SQzrCg?si=XjnTEwfuGyUYWrF5\">\u201cRidna Maty Moya\u201d <\/a>(\u201cDearest Mother of Mine\u201d \u2014 eng. ), written in 1959 by poet Andriy Malyshko, centers on a mother\u2019s devotion and the symbolic blessing of a rushnyk (embroidered towel) gifted for her child\u2019s journey in life \u2014 Ed.]<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The last line came from a young man wrapped in a Marine Corps flag singing to his mother over the phone. He doesn\u2019t finish the song. Upon singing the last words, he covers his face with the flag and whispers, \u201cPlease forgive me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">At this moment, many people feel guilty for what their loved ones have had to go through. They waited for months just to finally be able to ask for forgiveness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In Chernihiv, at this very moment, relatives are receiving the calls. One of the mothers can\u2019t hear what her son is saying to her and just keeps repeating:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cDima, Dima, my darling, my son, I can\u2019t hear you, my flower, my dearest, my little bird, everything\u2019s fine, we\u2019re all right here, we\u2019re all here, Dima, we\u2019re waiting for you at home, my sunshine, my boy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">5.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">One time, the exchange fell on my birthday. I allowed myself to dream that a miracle would happen, that my friend Sasha Ivanov, a Marine from the 36th Brigade, would return. The last time he called was from the Illich Plant in Mariupol. It was around four in the morning; the wounded were moaning in a dark bunker. He called via video link, and it was clear: he was about to be taken prisoner.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Four years have passed since then, but the miracle still hasn\u2019t happened. So I just rejoice for others.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Viktoria is shouting about her brother\u2019s return so loudly that she can be heard on several neighboring streets.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cSashaaaaa! Sashaaaaa! Threeeeee years! Threeeeee years!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She hugs his girlfriend, Nastia, whom her brother started dating when they were still teenagers. The girls are shouting, laughing and recounting how, on their way here, a wedding procession crossed their path; they were sure it was a good omen, and it indeed was.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The families of captives and the missing look for good omens everywhere. They don\u2019t see the bad ones \u2014 only the good ones.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In a few hours, their Sasha, whom Nastia calls \u201cmy smiley guy,\u201d will step off the bus and ask her to be his wife. And she\u2019ll say yes. You should have seen that smile in response to her \u201cyes.\u201d Sasha really is her smiley guy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Svitlana approaches the women to congratulate them. She didn\u2019t receive the notification on her phone.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She hugs the girls \u2014 this is also a community superstition: to hug the relatives of those released, \u201cto pass on the good luck.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">6.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Valentyna is holding a green fishing rod meant for her dad. She steps aside \u2014 her mom is calling. A minute later, we hear her joyful exclamation. Valentyna waves the fishing rod around:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI told Mom: \u2018If we take the fishing rod, he\u2019ll come back!\u2019 The guys who were released \u2014 the officers \u2014 said that my dad dreams of coming back, buying a car and a fishing rod, and going fishing. I told Mom, \u2018If we take the fishing rod, they\u2019ll exchange Dad.\u2019 But Mom didn\u2019t believe me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Her dad, Yevhen Anatoliyovych \u2014 one of the oldest prisoners of war, chronically ill and seriously wounded \u2014 is coming home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Valentyna kissed her dad as they wheeled him over \u2014 he couldn\u2019t walk on his own. She pulled the priceless green gift out of her bag. Her dad smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Valentyna called her mom and said:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cGet up and exercise with two hula hoops at a time \u2014 you\u2019ll need to carry him in your arms! You\u2019re strong enough, you\u2019re from Donbas!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I saw relatives holding crosses blessed by a priest, wedding rings, bracelets woven by children and brand-new vyshyvankas to wear instead of the hated, worn-out prison clothes. Almost everyone here believes in something like this: if you take important things with you, it will definitely speed up the reunion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I have my own good-luck charms, too \u2014 a magic wand in a box and a ticket from Platform 9\u00be, for Sasha, whom we\u2019ve been waiting for four years now. The wand has already been with us through 15 exchanges. The box is worn at the corners.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">7.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Sasha is one of those people who believes in miracles. He\u2019s a Harry Potter fan and knows the books and movies by heart. In our letters to him, we write about things completely different from what others write \u2014 for example, which actors have passed away: Hagrid, Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore. When someone dies in the world of Harry Potter, others raise their wands. We know that as he reads our letters, he raises his wand in his mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In truth, we don\u2019t know if our letters ever reach Sasha. But we want to believe that they do. A friend brought us a toy of Harry\u2019s snowy owl Hedwig from London \u2014 she\u2019s now in a bag along with our letters.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In the world Sasha believes in so strongly, house elves are granted freedom in exchange for an item of clothing. That\u2019s why a pair of socks lies next to the wand and the owl. On them, it says, \u201cDobby is free.\u201d One day, when he gets off the bus, we\u2019ll hold out a sock to him \u2014 and he\u2019ll get the joke without any words.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">8.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">You may have seen it flying over train stations, post offices, business centers, and along highways. You might even have wondered: What kind of flag is that? A white stripe, a black stripe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It is the flag of hope. The white stripe represents the hope for the return of prisoners and the missing. The black stripe represents the grief for those who have disappeared forever or were tortured to death while in captivity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Nastia attends every prisoner exchange, every support rally, and every advocacy trip around the world wrapped in that very flag. She keeps coming back, rejoicing for others, even though she herself doesn\u2019t have anyone in captivity anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Her father, Oleksandr Savov, stepped off the bus, gaunt and thin, last March. He had spent 1,153 days in captivity. He returned with sores, scabies and tuberculosis. He couldn\u2019t hug his daughter properly \u2014 she held him gently around the back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He returned in March. In November, his heart gave out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Nastia is one of those who got reunited with her loved one and lost them. But at prisoner exchanges, she still carries the flag of hope, and more and more such flags appear in people\u2019s hands and on their shoulders. They write the names of military units and insignia on the fabric while keeping the two colors unchanged: hope and loss.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">9.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">One day, Stas, who had been in the same cell as our Sasha, returned as part of an exchange. The freed Marine recounted how Sasha had, in whispers, recounted to them all seven parts of the saga about the Boy Who Lived. People who had never read these books listened to him retell them. Our friend in captivity \u2014 a living audiobook.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We wrote to the Pope about Sasha, and just in case, his wife also wrote to J.K. Rowling, the author of his favorite books, so she would know: her most devoted fan has been kept in a prison more terrifying than Azkaban for four years now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Sometimes we visit Sasha\u2019s son. We play as wizards casting spells that would bring Sasha back home. We wave our wands and shout out the summoning spell: \u201cAccio, Ivanov!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I often dream about exchanges. Once I dreamed that our friend was coming back. We were standing there with a sign that had the most touching quote from \u201cHarry Potter,\u201d one that encapsulates longing and love:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cAfter all this time?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cAlways.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image is-horizontal alignfull size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"2000\" height=\"1333\" src=\"https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0018.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-149617\" srcset=\"https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0018.jpg 2000w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0018-1024x682.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0018-1440x960.jpg 1440w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0018-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0018-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0018-1536x1024.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0018-670x448.jpg 670w, https:\/\/theukrainians.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/0018-245x162.jpg 245w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2000px) 100vw, 2000px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">10.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I\u2019ve been lucky enough to ride together with our guys from the border three times.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">On the way from the border with Belarus, we pass through many villages. The residents of these villages know that in the morning, the buses go to pick up prisoners, and a few hours later, they would return with the released; and so, there\u2019s a flag flying in front of almost every house to welcome our people home. The villagers come up with something new every time. Once, they sewed a flag several meters long; you couldn\u2019t take your eyes off it, as it stretched along the road for at least ten seconds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Those who come out to greet the released put aside their chores, grab their children and head to the road. They hurry to light the blue and yellow flares. Among the crowd are those whose son, father or husband is on the front lines; those whose family members are missing in action; those who have lost someone; there are the wounded who were discharged from the military on account of their health; and simply people from the community \u2014 because how could you miss something like this?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The buses carry strangers. Only one thing is known about them: they are Ukrainians who were held captive, survived torture and are returning home.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">11.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Previously, when exchanges took place in Sumy Oblast, buses were allowed to stop along the way. The doors would open for half a minute, and the delighted villagers would throw boxes of gingerbread and crates of lemonade inside. Newly released prisoners aren\u2019t allowed such food, so for a while, they\u2019re deliberately isolated from their relatives to keep them from overeating the pastries and sausages they craved so much while in captivity. There are no such stops in Chernihiv Oblast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We\u2019re on the bus with marines and paratroopers. We sing. We start with the national anthem. Then the guys lead us in three songs by the band \u201cTin Sontsia.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The first is \u201cAres\u2019 Sword.\u201d Oleksandr had never heard the band perform it, but he learned the lyrics while in captivity: \u201c\u2026Ares\u2019 sword will return our nation\u2019s flag\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Next, the group sings \u201cThe Cossacks Rode.\u201d It\u2019s about their fate and about true freedom.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And then \u2014 \u201cWe Were Born in a Great Hour.\u201d Oleksiy sings it. He sings well, though his voice is hoarse from being sick. Oleksiy skips a verse \u2014 the one about living in chains as mute slaves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">12.<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Residents of Chernihiv are also taking to the streets to wave to the freed prisoners. By this time, official reports are already coming in: an exchange has taken place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The released prisoners can\u2019t tear themselves away from the windows. The world on the other side of the glass is once again familiar: gas stations, supermarkets, people, trees, dogs on leashes. It\u2019s been so long since they\u2019ve seen the things so dear to them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Relatives are already rushing to meet many of them. They\u2019re trying to guess which bus their loved ones will get off. They\u2019re anxious: will they recognize each other, will they be happy to see each other, will they have time to hug?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">When they spot their loved one, they rush in for a hug. A brief moment together, and then they have to go inside: there\u2019s food, a shower and clean clothes waiting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The welcome ceremonies are boisterous. There are definitely more than a thousand people there to greet them, and they shout nonstop:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWelcome home!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIs anyone here from the Kursk operation?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThank you for coming home!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMarines, who\u2019s from Mordovia?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWelcome home!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cLook at the photo, please \u2014 maybe you\u2019ve seen him!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I see children being held up through the window \u2014 so their dad, grandpa, uncle or brother could hold them, even for a moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In a few hours, the crowd will disperse. 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