People keep asking me what happened to him. Read on, people.
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Look, I know what you said, but come on, I put everything into this. You can't kick me off the site. I'm sorry I ruined Moscow, but I am asking for another chance. I shouldn't say this, but then it's not like I've been [...]

Apparently Manchester United and Chelsea supporters dropped so much money at Lenin's tomb over the last few days that Putin sent Grigoriy a fistful of very nice match tickets. So here I am, sitting next to the great embalmer himself, in the famed Luzhniki Stadium, in a seat so good they don't sell it on [...]

Grigoriy's family keeps a skeleton sitting at the dinner table. "An old friend of ours," Grigoriy said dryly. "We call him Erysichthon. Well go on, shake his hand. Reattach it when you've finished."
Mrs. Grigoriy rolled her eyes. "Ignore my husband," she said. "He is elaborate."
"Erysichthon is a member of the family," Grigoriy said, peering at [...]

I figured out what I wanted to say about walking in Red Square. It's like going to see The Nutcracker, only the KGB may or may not be sleeping with your wife. That's what it's like.
Went out for a long walk tonight—still about nine feet high on luxury and whatever drug Grigoriy gave me, knowing [...]

Somehow or other I was the only one in there with Lenin (I think it's usually crowded, but it seemed like maybe they'd just re-opened after lunch…there was definitely a feeling that "something was different," if that makes sense) and I wound up kind of breaking down. Here's how it all took place.
First off they [...]

Why did it bite me? What did I do? Here's what happened.
I guess McDonald's in Moscow is a bigger deal than I realized, because by the time I'd been pushed from behind through the surging mass of leather-jacket-wearing cell-phone-talkers, there was barely enough light left for me to see the letters I didn't understand on [...]

I could only find a place to stay for about half the nights, but I figured the chance to see Roman Abramovich break down in tears was worth a few naps on a park bench. Happy/sad face suddenly wrinkling up like a coin purse.