Straying From the Party Line
My last years in the USSR.
I knew that i was in trouble again when one cold Moscow night in early spring of 1989, my dissertation adviser at the USSR Academy of Sciences, the prominent and splendidly named Africanist scholar Apollo Borisovich Davidson, called on the phone and asked me tenderly: Dear Georgi Matveevich (the manners of old Saint Petersburg intelligentsia […]
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