Talked to a group of women peasants; “We’re starving. Two months we’ve hardly had bread. We’re from the Ukraine and we’re trying to go north. They’re dying quietly in the villages. Kolkhozes are terrible. They won’t give us any tickets and we don’t know what to do. Can’t buy bread for money.
A chicken was 20
rubles. Milk - 3 rubles a
litre.
I dropped orange peel
in spittoon. Peasant
picked it up, ate it. Later apple
core. Man speaking German same
story “Tell them in England, Starving,
bellies extended. Hunger