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Still the third day.

In the corresponding time when the journalist Miladena Popov has arrived to the Sminishian side of Spokoyreka, or as they like to call it, 'South Spokoyreka', both her and the border inspector she met a year ago, Bohda Zacharov are sitting on a lunchroom table. Miladena Popov is holding her papers with questions that she'll need to ask, while Zacharov is taking bites after bites of his grilled cheese sandwich. The sandwich tastes good, but it would be better if it was warm, he couldn't find a microwave despite claims that they had plenty, they must have either been lying or unsure. - "Sister-fvckers lying about a microwave here, don't see any." - Murmured Zacharov as he's taking final bites of the sandwich, it just... makes him less happy eating cooled down food that was supposed to be warm and hot.

Miladena Popov waits for Zacharov to finish his food, she practices in her mind asking questions and overthinks about the crisis in the city and border. When she no longer hears any biting or eating, she clears her throat. - "Are you done?" - She asks a non-journalistic question first.

A gulp, not loud like in the cartoons, but "loud" enough to be surprising, is heard from Zacharov's throat, means he finished eating. - "Indeed." - He confirms, wrapping his paper bag like it was a a ruined homework essay, and then throwing it to a nearby trash bin. The wrapped up paper bag was likely going to miss the bin, but it hit a box nearby, successfully landing inside the said trash bin, Zacharov raises his fist. - "Ura!" - He expresses a little bit of joy, he then turns his head to Miladena. - "Okay Popov, you can ask me any question now." - He said with a smile.

- "A-All right." - Miladena puts down her papers that included questions she must ask, and then proceeds to talk. - "First question, what is happening in this moment?" - She asks, as she records with a smaller camera and gives the wireless microphone to Zacharov.

- "Things are... dark so far, the police from both sides of the border and nation are heavily armed, they do not even look like police, they look like soldiers of war, regardless that there's actual military in some border checkpoints. Like I have said to you, there has been a terrorist attack nearby checkpoint 04 of the city's administrative borders between two nations. Nobody knows what group or individual is behind this, but we are inspecting right now." - Zacharov gave a bit long answer, but it was a journalistic question, so he had to explain it.

Miladena writes that inside her mind, remembering the description, but the camera will save it. - "Have there been any reports of injuries and deaths within this attack? -

- "Only one was killed, which was a police officer, but there have been plenty of injuries, possibly between ten and fifteen. The most uncomfortable part, most of them were civilians. I am glad they are living their lives as the hospitals save them, and I pray my condolences for the dead officer. The terrorist was even arrested half an hour after the attack." -

- "Poor officer. If there's an afterlife, I hope he gladly lives there." - Says Miladena, before asking the next question. - "Next one, why is the crisis happening?" -

Zacharov sighs. - "The reasoning with most probability are ethnic tensions between Sminishians and ethnic Kurikians which are Belekrians, despite both them being Slavic and Yastrean. With said tensions most likely leading to terrorist attacks like the one yesterday." - He says the first reason. - "But the reason I said isn't confirmed yet, other possible reasons are human rights violations in both city administrations, collapsed infrastructure, living conditions being worsened by the previous war, wide spread street crime, others alike. While the least possible reason is famine, I don't see people starving, begging for food or their ribs being exposed, they all have food. Well, the poorest of them would likely starve, but I do not think it is part of the crisis. It may have some possible sides though." - He gave a lot of possible reasons for the crisis.

- "That's horrible..." - Says Miladena. - "Next question... What do you think will happen in the future and what will be the aftermath of the crisis?" - She asks, it may be the final question.

- "Forgive me if I sound really desperate in this one, but I sincerely wish things go better after this crisis. I gained hopes after seeing that both the state and state-owned companies would help war torn urban areas to develop further in order to make future living conditions better than they are right now. Sadly, I see some negative sides, such as borders closing completely and the military shooting at anyone who passes. More positively, I hope the place becomes safe and that both tensions and violence stop." - Zacharov answered the questions. - "Is that all the questions?" -

- "Yes, that is all." -

- "Good, I'll have to work again in fifteen minutes. One more thing, I sincerely hope the people vote out corrupt officials who run the southern administration of the city." - Zacharov stands up from the table. - "We are all comrades." -

- "We are all comrades." - Miladena repeats the motto of the country. After Zacharov leaves the place, she sighs. She may still have some places to uncover, so she finishes recording the camera and calls Kovac with her smartphone.

After seconds of the phone internally ringing, it is picked up. - "Good afternoon, Popov." - Kovac greeted in his phone.

- "It's still morning, just near noon." - Responded Miladena Popov. - "By the way, I did an interview with a border inspector about a humanitarian crisis, I have it all in my camera." - She says.

- "That's good, did you record anything else than the interview?" - Asks Kovac.

- "Yes, I've recorded at least two officers arresting people with forged documents, a Sminishian person begging for a Belekrian border inspector to let her pass and even a person who failed at murder of a border enforcement police officer." - Miladena confirms, with another sigh. - "It's bad. Probably not the worst thing I've seen, but I felt bad for people who begged." -

- "Seems bad indeed, people would watch broadcasts of your footage, don't worry about editing footage, we'll do it for you." - Says Kovac.

- "Have a question though, do I need to uncover other cities of these so-called "liberated lands"?" - Asks Miladena.

Kovac starts thinking. - "Hmmm." - He uses an interjection, then answering. - "No, that is all. We have other journalists that would uncover other cities and towns of the liberated lands. You get to go home for now." - Says Kovac. - "Damn, 'liberated lands' sounds propagandic and biased, I think we should change it sometime soon." -

Miladena Popov inhales and greatly exhales out of relief. After just 2 locations, she gets to go home earlier. She even chuckled at 'propagandic' part. - "Thank you so much, Kovac, I'll head to my car, buy gasoline and drive to my home town." -

- "Alright, just upload the footage before getting out, and be careful when you start leaving." -

- "I will. Goodbye." -

- "¡Adios!" - Kovac used a Sanctish word before hanging up.

Miladena then takes a charged laptop from her backpack, connecting to public WI-FI of the lunchroom and uploading footage she captured in her camera. As she does this, she wondered why Kovac used a language from a country far away that has nothing to do with Sminishia, she guesses that Sanctish is a widely spoken language across the planet of Valsora, although she speaks the Sminishian language Lovci. After uploading, she saves the laptop in her backpack and stands up, ready to leave.

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