They came in the season of white nights, when the sun never fully sets and so the night over Moscow is never truly black, but instead glows as if it were sheened in magnesium, or better yet, like a scaled salmon’s scale lessside. They came early, before the sun, before blue took its turn, before the people of Lazo Street[Read More...]
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