Rainy Saturday in Moscow (so it almost doesn't matter what the camera settings are; there's no color anyway). At the Tretyakov annex, I loved Chagall's delicate etchings for Gogol's Dead Souls. EB got excited about Goncharova's folk animals. Lula slept through. The carousel at Gorky Park played Bryan Adams and spun fast enough to make us feel the centrifugal force.
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