On the first day of the Russian invasion of Ukraine, L is leaving Prague. She has been planning to see her family. Oh. It’s happened, she says in the early morning as she checks her phone. Shit, I say — blinking — still lying in bed. * * * I’m meeting W at a kavárna(1)
Notes from a Once-Invaded Capital
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