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Crescent Nightwalker |
@Soviet It sounds literally amazing. I'm probably going to visit. |
Crescent Nightwalker |
I love winter, but am I bold enough to face a Russian winter? That is the question. Answer is I'm probably confident enough. Sometimes I wish I could literally dress in European styles for winter. Lots of furs, and hats. |
Crescent Nightwalker |
@Soviet, It sounds absolutely awesome! (I don't actually know a lot about Russia's history but I should read about it. I want to travel there among other places some day. So cool! |
A Drunk Soviet |
crez i like in Moscow..Oh, it's like if Washington D.C., New York, and a Bond villain's lair had a moody, vodka-fueled lovechild. The city’s gorgeous and intimidating—golden domes, icy winds, stone-faced babushkas who could probably kill you with a loaf of bread, and traffic that’ll test your will to live. Everyone's either in a rush, looking like they're plotting world domination, or casually walking past billion-dollar buildings like it's no big deal. It's cold, expensive, dramatic, and somehow still manages to feel like home once you accept the emotional damage as part of the package. |
Crescent Nightwalker |
I'd never know. Hope it's a beautiful day over there! Or night! |
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Crescent Nightwalker |
@Soviet It sounds literally amazing. I'm probably going to visit. |
Crescent Nightwalker |
I love winter, but am I bold enough to face a Russian winter? That is the question. Answer is I'm probably confident enough. Sometimes I wish I could literally dress in European styles for winter. Lots of furs, and hats. |
Crescent Nightwalker |
@Soviet, It sounds absolutely awesome! (I don't actually know a lot about Russia's history but I should read about it. I want to travel there among other places some day. So cool! |
A Drunk Soviet |
crez i like in Moscow..Oh, it's like if Washington D.C., New York, and a Bond villain's lair had a moody, vodka-fueled lovechild. The city’s gorgeous and intimidating—golden domes, icy winds, stone-faced babushkas who could probably kill you with a loaf of bread, and traffic that’ll test your will to live. Everyone's either in a rush, looking like they're plotting world domination, or casually walking past billion-dollar buildings like it's no big deal. It's cold, expensive, dramatic, and somehow still manages to feel like home once you accept the emotional damage as part of the package. |
Crescent Nightwalker |
I'd never know. Hope it's a beautiful day over there! Or night! |