When one thinks of Russia, one thinks of spies. Its president is one of them, after all. This association comes to mind especially vividly in the light of the spy novels I’ve been listening to lately. Their well-developed Moscow plot is centred around Russia’s Foreign Intelligence Service, with the headquarters in Yasenevo.
I must admit I used to be rather suspicious of Instagram. I did believe that its sole purpose was to enable absolutely anybody to instantly share the pictures of their food or of themselves in the lift – and to twist them up with filters to make them feel like art. Don’t get me wrong, there is absolutely nothing bad in it, it’s just nothing I would be interested in. Then, one day, convinced by an Instagram-addicted friend, I gave it a go – and I was stunned by what I found. It turned out that Instagram is full of wonderful photography.
