From The New Yorker Q&A with David Bezmozgnis:
I wanted to write about the peculiarities and contradictions of romantic life in the Soviet Union. I was six when I left the Soviet Union, so I never experienced this life, but I grew up around many people who did. The Soviet Union seems to exist in the American imagination as a dour place, when it wasn’t like that at all. Except when it was.
Post your reactions as comments.
· What was your emotional reaction to the story as a whole?
· How did the story reflect this dichotomy of Soviet life -- "dour" - "not dour"?
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