I fell in love in Odessa – and these pictures bring back the wild city I knew
I remember the Poppy brand matches, sunbathing on Soviet concrete, ostentatious clothes bought at the seventh kilometer market. I remember the boys had pale skin; the girls, deadly defiant – and everyone was very young or very old, with barely any middle age in between. In the early 2000s, when I lived in Moldavanka, the … Read more