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Random style note from the Moscow metro
Elderly woman gets in at Teatralnaya, on the green line. Hair in an elaborate, bouffant hairdo, covered with a black and white polka dot scarf. Loose zebra-print walking coat. Skinny blue jeans. Black patent leather ballet flats. What I like about this relatively mild period in autumn is that such gorgeousness isn’t hidden under bulkyContinue reading “Random style note from the Moscow metro”
Fear and loathing on the red line
I love the Moscow metro and have written many a paean to it. It’s the perfect place to people-watch, deep in the belly of the city (or on its shallow ends, on the way towards the suburbs), among the marble. The metro goes on and on – it’s the pale, long arms of Moscow, stretchingContinue reading “Fear and loathing on the red line”
On the Moscow metro. At a “more innocent time.” (lol)
Thank you, Random Dude on Escalator. You gave me much to smile about – that evening, and many evenings hence.
