Years and years ago I nearly was daft enough to go to Russia and sell svengali decks. I even had discussions with the Russian Embassy about it. However, my brother talked me out of it on the grounds that our grandfather had stolen an army horse and used it to desert the Russian army. He scarpered off to Scotland and that is the reason I ended up Scottish. It seems he thought he was in New York but that is another story for another time! Anyway my brother thought that the Russians might dispay their annoyance at the sins of the grandfather by taking it out on the grandson and since I had no desre to end up in Siberia I did not go after all.
However, if had have gone this is what it might have looked like!
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