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Strategic racism

Snow shells in black leather jackets rage in Moscow's streets.

(THIS ARTICLE IS ONLY MACHINE TRANSLATED by Google from Norwegian)

[xenophobia] A spring morning in Russia does not consist of joy over the sun shining or the blossoming nature, but of news of who has been killed during the night because he "smelled a little" non-slavish. Until last year, the shrews satisfied themselves with knocking up non-slaves. If anyone died, it was by the beating they got. Now they are stabbed with a knife.

The metro vestibule under Pushkin Square is crowded with uniformed and plainclothes police officers. Not a single old lady is allowed to unfold an anti-Putin poster without permission. Here, right in the center of Moscow, the seventeen-year-old student and Muscovite Vigen Abramjants was killed with a precise stab wound to the heart of the Orthodox. . .

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