Hello, ***! Yes, we are already aware of the latest events and are discussing them actively. Firstly, we are all very happy for the guys and hope that they will succeed in realizing their plans for life (I read Yashin’s press conference in Bonn). Of course, this has added hope for freedom, to be honest, we did not believe that any exchanges would take place at all, and most importantly, that the negotiations are ongoing and, of course, we all hope that these are steps towards negotiations for peace, truce.

I think that with the support of the governments of the EU countries, the guys will be able to do something, to undertake something, at least judging by their words, they are serious, we believe, we hope. We have an appeal scheduled for 08/28/2024, I have started preparing. According to the good old tradition, I am sending a new poem: Birches are turning yellow behind the fence, soon there will be very little left. There will be tears, rains, trains. A known route into the unknown. Prison walls as a perspective. A cold shelter of gloomy cells. These days are like open veins. Black blood flows on the floor. Time cuts and shreds with melancholy. Anticipation of unlived days. And crushes with a slab. In the swamp-sorrow of autumn fields. Pressing tighter and tighter. To the fragile edge of the burden of existence. But sometimes it becomes easier. Realizing that everything was not in vain. Realizing that everything is not in vain, realizing that our torch is burning. Let everything be terrible today. Tomorrow we will soar like birds. But for now I will say: «friend, hold on!» Soon there will be autumn, it is almost here. There will be death, there will be a new life. And the beaten right path.

A.N. 08.08.2024 With warm greetings and best wishes. A. Nuriev