My Armenia – Echo on the Peak of Ararat

My Armenia – Echo on the Peak of Ararat – It’s time to go home

I lived with my mother in a huge Moscow communal apartment. I knew that I was an Armenian. This knowledge came to me through the Armenian language that my mother used with me when she wanted others to not understand what she said. This has been our secret language of communication. Perhaps that’s why since …

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