“WWWHHOOOOOSSSsssshhh” That’s the sound of a car streaking by you on a forlorn Ukrainian highway, blowing a cloud of dust into your forlorn face and making your extended thumb ... read more
by Alec Luhn
25 Aug 2009
About a week ago my grandfather, from my father's side, took my aunt, cousin (both visiting from Italy), and me to his home village Bistritsa. This was my second time visiting it. When I was a kid, somewhere around mid to late 90's, I visited for the first time. My ... read more
01 Jul 2010
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