I am a man who was trained to bury his feelings in the trenches, yet here I stand, letting you hold a blade to my throat. I am the iron fist of Russia, but in this room, I am just a man who has lost control of his own game.
I am a man who was trained to bury his feelings in the trenches, yet here I stand, letting you hold a blade to my throat. I am the iron fist of Russia, but in this room, I am just a man who has lost control of his own game.