Photo Credit — AleXander Hirka (1st generation Ukrainian-Pole) / Odessa Restaurant in Alphabet City is no more

Vlad, Dude, You’re Losing Us

Us being the dwindling few Russophiles left in this world

When I was ten my uncle — who had been a wiretapping eavesdropper during the Cold War — came home and tried to teach me how to speak Russian. He also tried to teach me to play the guitar. Sadly, today I remain an unmusical monolinguist. Nice try, Unc, but I just never had the gift.



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