The first snow of the year fell in Moscow. A delicate white blanket has spread over the city that won’t be gone until spring. Pigeons abandoned the rooftops to the snow and began to roost in the parks. As the rooftops, the streets also became deserted. City dwellers retreated to their homes and high-ceilinged cafes. … Continue reading Winter in Moscow, the wuthering of the war and the search for a new form