Title: Poyezdom na Potyevku
Product review: Potevka's intensity broke through my reserve. After meeting the Russian mafia at night, I slipped into silent moccasins, locked the doors, and laid a heavy flashlight nearby. Starving in his cabin sent me to the refrigerator again and again, daring exposure at the open door. Most Russians we met were smart, decent, and friendly. His spiritual ordeals, while expressed in Mormon terms, could be universal. Like John LeCarre's stories, Potevka left me wondering about comfortable bureaucrats who sent brave men or women on fools' errands. In retrospect, I did well to walk through Costco, where Mike Ramsdell was signing books. Molodyets!
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