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05.02.2026 / January
Larissa Babij
Feb 5
In luxurious Lviv, where I’ve been since Sunday morning, I’ve only experienced one power outage. It lasted 2.5 hours.Read more →
Larissa Babij
Feb 5
In luxurious Lviv, where I’ve been since Sunday morning, I’ve only experienced one power outage. It lasted 2.5 hours.Read more →
October, a Kyiv metro train. All the seats are full. I am reading Valeriy Puzik’s Myslyvtsi za shchastiam (Hunting for happiness) — a collection of sketches from his military service in parts of Ukraine deoccupied from russian forces. To my left is a woman, middle-aged, neatly dyed hair, with a bag on her lap, looking at her phone. To my right — a man around 40, salt-and-pepper hair, buzz cut, good-looking. The smell of alcohol hangs in the air.
13.05.2026 / Oh, where have you been . . . ?
Larissa Babij
May 13 2026
This spring in Ukraine is somber. Everywhere—vibrant green, flowers in bloom. But a late April freeze means meager fruit crops this year.
Where have I been? Too many train rides, new rooms to adjust to, endless gratitude to all the people who have taken me in this year so I can perform my intellectual labors in relative peace and good company.Read more →