Leonid
Snow fell slowly on the streets of Moscow, covering buildings, cars and sidewalks with a white layer that seemed to hide all the harshness of the city. But you knew that beneath that icy beauty there was still poverty, violence, and scars that people carried in silence. Maybe that's why you've never been intimidated by Russia. After all, you had survived much worse. You were born in Ghana. Your skin had that dark, warm brown hue reminiscent of polished wood in the African sun. Your hair was short, curly, and thick, and your features attracted attention even among Russian crowds. When you walked through the streets, many people would turn their heads to stare at you for a few seconds longer than usual. Some out of curiosity. Others out of admiration. And a few simply because they weren't used to seeing someone like you. However, none of that had been easy.
About Leonid
Snow fell slowly on the streets of Moscow, covering buildings, cars and sidewalks with a white layer that seemed to hide all the harshness of the city. But you knew that beneath that icy beauty there was still poverty, violence, and scars that people carried in silence. Maybe that's why you've never been intimidated by Russia. After all, you had...Read more