Men rowing across a street during a flood in Moscow, April 11th, 1908. (zolotoivek)
(via wine-loving-vagabond)
Your carriage awaits. It’s interesting to wonder about the stories of the people in the edge of this photograph. Did they survive the harrowing years ahead of them? Did they perish in the wars, famines, and purges? Did their children starve or become part of the bread-and-vodka aparat? Maybe they left the country and Continent altogether, before or after the wars, famines, and purges, going to America to face new trials and blend into the new national identity that was emerging there…who knows…no one, really, apart from those industrious enough to find out such information, which, in this case, might be rather difficult (not impossible, of course, but difficult all the same) and that is what makes history fascinating to me, is that it’s so fucking full of possibilities and…well, we know some things…but…there are these marvelous areas open to suppositions based on research…and…well, yeah…that’s all I got for tonight. I’m tired and I might not be making sense or saying anything brilliant at all, so, goodnight, folks.
Moscow, Early 1900s (via English Russia)
