The city of love, alone

Arts abroad

I barely knew anyone yet in this big wide city, but I consoled myself with the ridiculous notion that I might strike up a conversation with a handsome stranger sitting next to me and make a new friend. But walking into the Palais Royale, surrounded by elderly couples and bourgeois millennials, I felt horribly out of place. 
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Photo of Marina Mezhibovsky

My Ukrainian identity

In the past few days, Ukraine has also taught the rest of the world what it means to love freedom, what it means to be brave in the face of danger and what it means to be a hero.
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