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I had arrived back in Kyiv after two weeks travelling through Ukraine. On the way between Lviv and Luhansk provinces I had taken a car journey across the Donbass steppe with a friend of Ana’s father, a boisterous pastry magnate called Gennady, who told me stories about a man he used to know who could straighten horse-shoes with his bare hands and who fought the Germans in his underpants. On another night Ana and I spent three hours waiting for a train in a sparse wooden cabin on the edge of Nyrkovo wagon yard, where the freezing air burst into my lungs so sharply as we lifted our suitcases on to the train that I thought I would pass out.
- The Breath of a Thousand Strangers
Trip Length: 11 months
Blog Entries: 11 Photos: 163 Words: 10094
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