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communicatrix 's review for:
A Mountain of Crumbs
by Elena Gorokhova
This very beautiful, very honest, very touching memoir was compulsively readable for the first hundred or so pages, as the author told the stories of her girlhood to early teens growing up in the Soviet Union. It was especially fascinating for me to hear how the U.S. and capitalism were demonized, as during virtually the same time frame, I was growing up in that precise parallel universe, my own teachers and family railing against communism and the poor, deluded citizenry of the USSR. Not that reading this book made me want to go back in time and trade places, but it was a wonderful confirmation that people are people, wherever you go, and that power corrupts in remarkably similar ways, even if the outward styles differ.