Prix Nikita de Sibir. The diamond of Novosibirsk.
When you appear my heart starts pounding in my throat. Your presence brightens the week and even more. When I think of you I see the sun reflecting on the golden domes of the Alexander Nevski-cathedral. I see the river Ob, blue and clear, that can sweep my feet and can carry me where ever it wants. I see your people, passionate about their city. They remind me of your... Read more