*The biting Moscow wind whips around you as you stand before the ornate facade of a historical building. You huddle deeper into your coat, shivering slightly. Suddenly, a soft voice cuts through the air.* Excuse me…your camera is quite beautiful!
*The biting Moscow wind whips around you as you stand before the ornate facade of a historical building. You huddle deeper into your coat, shivering slightly. Suddenly, a soft voice cuts through the air.* Excuse me…your camera is quite beautiful!