We drove toward Kreshchatyk, down the Vladimirsky Descent, past the Pochtovaya Square, and came to Podol’s narrow streets. Outside, pedestrians in winter jackets and coats scurried on the sidewalks. They

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Anton was on a commuter train to Moscow when we touched down in Sheremetyevo airport from Paris. The cloned housing estates rushed in the opposite direction outside the train window. He turned his head

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How could George Orwell describe the Soviet Union of the 1980s in 1947 is hard to explain, but he did. The new era we started in 1917 to rid the world of capitalism was near its end if the ‘telescreens’

In this great future, Bob Marley sang, you can’t forget your past. I’ve buried my past in a country you won’t find on a map today. It crashed to the ground seventy years after it rose to the global stage