When the wall between the apartments came down on Friday evening, Maria Yuryevna Zaitseva stood there without a towel, and Lieutenant Colonel Makarov—without any excess words.
That’s how the story begins of how two completely different people ended up on opposite sides of a colorful quilt hung on nails—and discovered that walls, in fact, are not necessary.
She teaches children history and gets up to the sound of a third alarm.
He survived three deployments and keeps a notebook of rules he himself breaks.
Irony, passion, a war of sticker notes, and one narcissist under the door.
Sometimes the main thing is for something important to come crashing down.