Walking along a dirt road in her village, a Ukrainian grandmother notices five men walking toward her. It’s dangerous to stare at them, but even from just a quick glance as they pass by, she senses something isn’t right — they’re not local. “These guys don’t fit in,” she thinks. “They’re all in their 20s. They’re muscular. Maybe they’re infiltrators.”
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