Moscow: past, present, prikoli

"Every woman has her own war."
300 rubles and you're there
Was he murdered, the wearer of that jacket?... A more pressing question is how on earth they managed to take a picture of me without my make-up.
As Ian Brown might sing: F.E.A.R.
How Alice went through the magnifying glass, and never quite came back

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