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Olga and I hug at the door, and Dmitry calls me a taxi. It's a car, not a train, but Dmitry
still walks me downstairs, outside, making sure I'm comfortable in the backseat before
closing the door and waving in the cold as I drive off.
My flight out of Vladivostok is early the next morning. Before going back to my hotel I
stop for one last drink in town. I'm sitting at the bar, when a young, blond Russian woman
walks up on stage. They turn down the DJ music for her to perform. A small crowd gathers
around her—she's clearly known locally. And she does have a beautiful voice as she sings
her first tune—Mariah Carey's “Hero”—with a thick Russian accent.
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