Moscow, Russia
It's the old song again: "girls, girls, girls". I can sing it quite well now. It goes round and round my head. This is a special verse, though. The girl that handed me the tickets for my onward trip from Moscow at Real Russia's Moscow office to be precise. Long dark hair, tall, slender - she'll know who she is. Sadly, I didn't even catch her name. Nonetheless, she gets my official crown for being the most beautiful girl in all of Moscow. None smiles sweeter than she does!
The new Transformers film really kicks ass! I know this should be about Moscow but I watched it here and it's just too awesome. Decepticons attack, Autobots roll out, "one shall stand and one shall fall" and all that jazz. Or rather metal - heavy metal. It was enough to bring tears to an old fan's eyes.
The German book series "WAS IST WAS" - popular science for young readers - also exists in Russia. I grew up on those books and now I saw shiny new editions displayed in a shop window here. What a nice surprise. Good ideas spread.
If you throw something away there will always be someone to pick it up - be it a pidgeon pecking at bread crumbs or a beggar gathering the coins that tourists throw at a plaque in the ground off the Red Square. Some (fellow Russians I believe) even throw coins at him - in contempt as it seems. He takes it and just stoops and gathers up the money. Sad but true.
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