Peter Pomerantsev

Russian memoirs are prone to a particular form of angst

As they pass from one tragedy to another and their past is repeatedly obliterated, Russians feel a special need to preserve family memories, says Maria Stepanova

Maria Stepanova. Credit: Alamy

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