Though a couple of years old these from my time living in Kazakhstan on the Ural River. Asia on one side of the river and Europe on the other.

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Though they spoke not a lick of English nor I Russian I would hang out with them and celebrate the capture of a fish with a shot of vodka in a proper shot glass. This among the classic rough, guttural laughter that Kazakh's/Russian's have. A biotch of an assignment but I was still able to find good in it.


Conduct is the best proof of character.