Many immigrants from the former USSR are great patriots of theUnited States, and these people sincerely love their new motherland. But theirfeeling of America is of a little strange kind; it is like a love of a parasiteworm to the body of its host.
The way of life in the so-called Russian District in Brooklyn isvery interesting. I have seen different countries and never saw anythinglike this. If you think that such thing as culture of povertydoes not exist, I would strongly recommend observing li