From Kyiv with love and coffee…mostly coffee.

Day 44: remembering normal in abnormal times.

Tomorrow evening we'll be entraining a train headed to Kyiv. It arrives the next day, at 8 am. At 9 am we should be home, inside our tiny and beloved flat. Our plants must have rotted during the month of our absence. The flat must smell like an old stagnant nightstand. The fridge must have given birth to…

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Tony, The Curator

Tony, The Curator

Curating tiny moments of my life, and your stories, too