Thursday, December 13, 2012

Kamenny Island



From Authenticity:

Peter drove his dark blue Volvo, with Alexis next to him, through the tree-lined streets of Kamenny Island, past enormous new French Renaissance chateaux, timbered English country houses, Palladian Italian villas, and miniature Gothic castles of Russia’s new millionaires. The driveways were full of Mercedes, and the roofs bristled with satellite dishes. Though it was nearly midnight, the sky was still light, and a pink-gray twilight reflected in the windows of the houses.
Here is a view of an embassy on Kamenny Island, with almost the right lighting:


















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