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I fell in love with our neighborhood when I first
walked through it in 2008. In our first months together
Oksana came with me on a long walk from our apartment in central Kyiv, across
the pedestrian bridge over the Dniepro, then Trukhanov Island, a low,
one-land bridge over the Desno River and into what was built in the 1960s as
an isolated haven of about 3,000 summer cottages for well-connected
apparatchiks. We are cut off from the rest of Kyiv
by the river to our west and a steep railroad embankment to the north and
east of us. The closest highway is three miles to our south. This lack of
roads, this isolation, and the fact that there are no targets of interest has served us well during the war. The isolation will end sometime. Construction was started
two decades ago on a major road and metro bridge. It has been delayed by the
financial crisis of 2008, then the 2014 war and now the 2022 war |
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