Him

He grew up under the last remnants of Communism – red neck scarf and in formation bootleg movies from the West the permeation of grey. The son of an engineer, who wanted to be a professional violinist, and an ophthalmologist. The grandson of an army general, who...

To My Husband.

We met across the ocean. Under the shadow of a beautiful Bohemian cathedral, cobblestone streets, medieval architecture, and the best beer in the world – we fell in love. And it was the controversial type of love, as I was his teacher and he was a student in my...

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