Pushkin Hills by Sergei Dovlatov

Mike’s review

Dreamlike but not stream of conscious. I’d suddenly find myself somewhere else, unsure of how I got there. Possibly translation in part, but also pastoral and alcoholic and scatter-brained by nature.

I felt like I was in the bathtub the whole time I read this, even though I don’t think I ever was once.

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