The River Potudan

Russia has been eating at me since I was a little kid.



Once I started reading, it was all over. I've been in love for a long time.



Platanov did it the very best. Before they sent his son to the camps.



I was in Havana 8 years ago, and the desperate smell of the Soviet was all over it. That's as close as I ever want to get.



I can't really comprehend what's happening over there now. But I think it's always been a confusing place.



All of these photos were straight-up robbed from englishrussia.com.