This past Saturday, I spent the evening drinking beer at an outdoor rink, cheering on the man I’m dating as he played hockey with his friends.
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You know, I knew life in Russia wouldn’t be that different from life back home. But I actually expected it differ just a little more…
Speaking of Saturday nights, the obne before that I spent in Che and Propaganda. Nope, not chapters in "Socialism for Dummies" (which bytheway do they make that?) These are Moscow clubs.
Clearly, Russians are big fans of irony. Or socialism.
Oh no, wait...
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