As I was waiting for my friend at Novaya Gazeta a pale and skinny middle-aged woman walked into the reception with a bunch of papers stapled together covered in small handwriting. She put the papers in mailbox, especially there for this purpose. "They do check this mail, don't they?" "Twice a day".
For many people Novaya Gazeta, the island of honest, objective, fearless press, is the last chance to claim some form of justice.
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