If you're like me, shortly after the Berlin Wall fell and the Soviet Empire disintegrated, you heard tales of an influx of mad young Americans to places like Prague and Budapest and Moscow, hoping to live history as it happens. "Prague of the '90s will be the Paris of the '20s of the '90s," I used to say. There were moments when I was tempted to go, but things were good for me in San Francisco and I worried that the reality would not match my romantic fantasy.
I eXile is to be believed, the cultural weirdness is even cooler than I imagined then.
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