St.Petersburg is a glorious string of canals, candy cane churches and pastel colored buildings held together by souvenir shops and intermittent technology. If we could have one ruble for every nesting doll, we'd have as many paintings as there are in The Hermitage (they say if you spend one minute looking at each painting, it would take you 8 years to see them all).
Do the math.
After classes, a thunderstorm began to threaten a leisurely pre-dinner piazza gathering so Chuck and I headed off (code word for "willi...
His dorm? Or maybe it's a hotel. This is way before the era of The Container Store.
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