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I don't know why the road is so bad here.

We thought everybody is going out of the city, but actually no one is going out.

I'm just jumping quickly to the answers.

I hope that it will help you.

I was sitting on the third floor of my apartment and I heard like, I don't know, a rocket or something.

Then I realized that, OK, it started.

I thought the Internet will go away.

Okay, so I now found time to reply to the rest of the questions.

How to put it?

I didn't actually have a very rich childhood because my parents were very ordinary people.

the government would give them a flat.

My mom was so ideological and revolutionary that she insisted to my dad to go also to the front lines of the war.

I remember running to the safe place in the garden, which was dug in the ground, when the planes would come.

So it was mostly absent at home.

I will recite the first surah, you know, it's the first part.

Bismillah ar-Rahman ar-Rahim

Salaamu alaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh.

And I remember sometimes they would tell us not to take part in some things that were just boys' thing.

I didn't want to bow to the rules of, you know, boys are better, boys can do anything.

Then I stopped doing prayers.