042 Mail vom 24.09.2021 - 01.12 Uhr

Hubertus, Today was my next cruel day at Moscow Airport.
I hope you have not forgotten that I live in and sleep at the airport?
I am very tired of sleeping in an armchair. This is a real torture!
Have you tried to sleep for several days sitting?
If so, then you understand how painful and uncomfortable it is.
Only one thing saves me that I have a job here.
If you forget, I work in a cafe. I wash dishes. I am ready for any work.
But my strength is running out. One thing makes me happy that I can buy my own food.
It is very unfortunate that you do not see all this,
then perhaps you would have pity on me and send me money for a ticket.
I already wrote to you that I was robbed, and in order not to die of hunger,
If I had a camera, I would take a photo for you.
I want you to see my life here. There are a lot of people here.
I am very tired of the noise. But I’m in a hopeless situation.
I have no way back to my city…I no longer have a home or relatives there.
If you remember, before leaving, I buried my last loved one, my grandfather.
Nothing holds me here in this terrible country.
I live as if in a fog. This is not life - this is survival. Every day I fight death.
Please take pity on me. HELP ME!!!
Trust me and I will live up to your expectations.
I know that no one believes Russian women,
but I swear before God that I am different!!!
I will wait for your reply. I hope you understand my situation.
I will pray and wait for your reply.
Vita.