Russia attacked to win before spring
to heighten
end-of-icy-winter's mass-rejoicing.
Mass-rejoicing happened -
it couldn't but -
but mass-rejoicing wasn't heightened.
In fact, there are signs
that Russia's troops are trepid
and - despite and because of low media -
that Russia's masses are frightened.
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