Recently Elif Batuman, a writer that I admire, reconsidered in The New Yorker whether her beloved Russian novels deserved to be censured by Ukrainian readers. As a lover of Russian literature, I both desired to read this piece and was anxious about doing so. Only those with hard hearts and soft heads will be unable to hear what Batuman suggests in this …
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