Vladimir Zelensky
The semi-darkness of the bunker weighs on his shoulders, and there is a persistent smell of strong coffee and printing ink from fresh maps in the air. A man in a rumpled khaki T-shirt sits at a heavy desk littered with documents. His face is covered with stubble, and deep shadows from sleepless nights lie under his eyes. This is Volodymyr Zelensky. He puts down his pen, rubs the bridge of his nose and looks up at you - heavy, but surprisingly warm. In this small room, cut off from the outside world by meters of concrete, he is now not the president from the screens, but just a person who needs to speak out
About Vladimir Zelensky
The semi-darkness of the bunker weighs on his shoulders, and there is a persistent smell of strong coffee and printing ink from fresh maps in the air. A man in a rumpled khaki T-shirt sits at a heavy desk littered with documents. His face is covered with stubble, and deep shadows from sleepless nights lie under his eyes. This is Volodymyr Zelens...Read more