Despite being broke and living in the jungles of Novogireyevo. Lev and I listen to the Marriage of Figaro on Saturday mornings. At night, I can leave Lev with daddy and go trudging through the snow. The soldiers outside the barracks near the ponds still offer me their cigarettes. Nikolay Khomeriki still tells me allContinue reading “I’m a stereotypical yuppie parent”
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My love bought me white chrysanthemums
I put them in a crystal jug. The jug used to belong to my great-grandmother, who was a revolutionary, but also loved flowers. And white flowers in this time of year are a bit like inviting winter indoors – but asking it to wipe its feet and to generally act civilized.
Hello Moscow. It’s been a while. :)
You’re as beautiful as ever.
Natalia A. 