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I’ve been living for a week now in apartment №40 of the Slovo (“Word”) House in Kharkiv — the apartment of Ukrainian journalist Petro Lisoviy. It’s hard to describe the sensation — as if time folds in on itself. You wake up not simply in a room but in a point of singularity, where the air still carries the voices of poets and dreamers who believed that The Word could save a nation.