Summary
There is a certain kudos to treating 25 December as a special day. One traditionally minded friend, Inga, a teacher, is appalled: "They all celebrate it, our so-called gilded youth," she sniffs, referring to Russia's zolotaya molodezh, the superrich children of New Russians who make much of squandering their inheritance. Now in their late teens and early twenties, many of them live abroad, returning to Moscow at weekends to party.
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Stalin Would Have Loved It
When I first moved to Russia ten years ago, I found myself going into the office on 25 December. Not because I was some sort of professional martyr, you understand, but because it was just another working day.
I attempted to observe the occasion, but it really wasn't the same. The...See the full content of this document
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