He had a New York to me
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The city where the ocean breathes, where everyone is given freedom. The city of smells, rhythms, smiles. New York of our day, in which everything is possible, even recover from an injury to destructive love. But the city is not a doctor, it is only a decorator. The path to yourself begins from the inside ... You will find routes under this cover.
Asya Valley-a journalist, a prose writer, an active blogger-moved to New York from Moscow in 2016, at 32. This book has formed from texts about love and dislike, about violence, psychology, motherhood, feminism, childhood, interspersed with tender and accurate sketches of everyday life of a “big apple.”
The publication is illustrated by Arina"s owl graphics.
He was Moscow, who saw how I grew up, she became a girl from a girl, a woman from a girl, as I changed the CD player on mp3, how everyone
Songs and photos went to the iPhone, how I began to do expensive staining and gel- varnish. He had a New York to me, turning him from a student in a T-shirt with the inscription “Radiohead” into a man who chooses a suit and cufflink, knows a lot about tape, knows how to kiss women and argue about politics. I told him: “For twenty years that we have not seen each other, the world has turned over, and now I have a daughter.” He answered me with his piercing look. And without words I realized that he would love my child. ”
Asya Valley-a journalist, a prose writer, an active blogger-moved to New York from Moscow in 2016, at 32. This book has formed from texts about love and dislike, about violence, psychology, motherhood, feminism, childhood, interspersed with tender and accurate sketches of everyday life of a “big apple.”
The publication is illustrated by Arina"s owl graphics.
He was Moscow, who saw how I grew up, she became a girl from a girl, a woman from a girl, as I changed the CD player on mp3, how everyone
Songs and photos went to the iPhone, how I began to do expensive staining and gel- varnish. He had a New York to me, turning him from a student in a T-shirt with the inscription “Radiohead” into a man who chooses a suit and cufflink, knows a lot about tape, knows how to kiss women and argue about politics. I told him: “For twenty years that we have not seen each other, the world has turned over, and now I have a daughter.” He answered me with his piercing look. And without words I realized that he would love my child. ”
Author:
Author:Valina A.
Cover:
Cover:Hard
Category:
- Category:Fiction
- Category:Modern Literature
- Category:Poetry & Literature
Publication language:
Publication Language:Russian
Paper:
Paper:offset
Series:
Series: Russian Inostranian
Age restrictions:
Age restrictions:16+
ISBN:
ISBN:978-5-17-12744-3
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