Letter From the Crimea: The Price of Folly

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On the night train from Kiev to Simferopol I share a compartment with Volodymyr Prytula, a Crimean journalist. Called "Vova" by his friends, this slender man with a Zhivagoesque mustache is my sole contact in the Crimea.

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