Hello! Hope you don’t mind me dropping you a message. My name is Katja, I’m in my mid-thirties. I stumbled upon your profile – maybe it was on a dating app, I’m not entirely sure. But you seemed like a kind and genuine person, so I just wanted to say hello. Sometimes it’s nice to have a relaxed conversation with no expectations – just like two friends talking. I’d like to get to know you a bit, if you’re open to that. Of course, only if you feel like it. If you’re not looking for contact, that’s no problem. But if you are, I’d be happy to get to know you in your free time. Take care, Katya.
 

Hello!
I wanted to write you something real. Not just the usual Hi, how are you? but a letter with soul, 
with genuine thoughts, unhurried words, and a kind of warmth that emojis can't quite convey.
In one of my recent photos, I’m standing at the steps of a plane with a bright pink bag. It was a sunny day,
and that’s when I arrived in Turkey — with hope in my eyes and a gentle nervousness in my heart. That moment marked the beginning of a new chapter in my life.
I used to live in Mariupol. That city still lives within me — its streets, familiar voices, the smell of morning coffee… 
But as you can probably understand, everything changed. The war left me with only two choices: stay among the ruins, or try to start over. I chose the latter.
Now I live in Turkey, in a suburb of Ankara. I’ve started to settle in, found work, learned a few Turkish phrases (which sometimes leads to funny situations — but that’s a story for another time!). 
Life here is different — slow-paced, sunny, peaceful. I’m learning to feel safe again, and that gives me strength.
I’m 35, divorced, no children. But you know, I believe age is just a number. Inside, I’m still that girl who believes in sincerity, 
in care, and in the idea that eyes can still shine — even if they’ve seen a lot.
Right now, I don’t want shallow conversations. I dream of warmth — of letters filled with something real. Of someone I can talk to about books, about thoughts, 
about the smell of the air after rain… and maybe one day, simply stroll together through quiet city streets where no one is in a rush.
Tell me a little about yourself. What brings you joy? What weighs on your mind? 
Have you ever been to Turkey — not just as a tourist, but in a way that touched your soul?
You can be yourself — no masks, no posing. I value that deeply.
Let this letter be the beginning — at the very least — of a warm, genuine conversation.
 
Warmly, Katya
 


Nachfolgemailadresse zur Startmailadresse: Katya <kostyamelonas@gmail.com>




Nachfolgemailadresse zur Startmailadresse: Katya <olenakokofa@gmail.com>

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Nachfolgemailadresse zur Startmailadresse: Katya <oliviadaderty@gmail.com>

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Alle drei Mails von Katya wurden zentriert auf eine neue Mailadresse. Interessant, dass überhaupt derart geantwortet wurde. 

Die Bilder wurden bei der Fotografin Irina Andreeva / Андреева Ирина geklaut.

Kiev ---> 05.06.1995 inzwischen ---> Kosenko Irina Andreeva / Косенко Ирина Андреева

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