moscow 1997

I've been thinking about Moscow again. I was there in the late spring of 1997. I can still remember gripping the arm rest on the plane as we circled the dachas outside the city. I was terrified. I thought of Moscow as the "Wild, Wild East" (It turns out it had calmed down considerably since, say, 1994, when the mafiya is reputed to have used … [Read more...] about Why This is the Best Time to Finally Break Free