Moscow Madness
November 14th 2005 I promised myself I would put an end to this arriving at stations at obscene hours in the morning without a room reservation. But, once again, Gerry and I found ourselves at Moscow Station at 4 am. We huddled in a corner of the station with our bags, avoiding eye contact with all the city "riff-raff" that wondered in - most of which consisted of men smelling of vodka and body odor with freshly br
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