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Finally at about 10:30 two ladies took to the dance floor and Maya said, "Ok, let's dance." She was so eager that I did not have the heart to protest. I must admit the music was much better than I recall in the U.S., and the dance floor gradually filled up. Maya is a terrific dancer and I was captivated by her energy and grace. After about one hour I begged for a break and then it hit me. It all came into focus, the strangeness of Mariupol. I was the only guy on the dance floor among about forty Russian ladies. Oh yes, there were a few guys sitting against the walls getting drunk, but I was the only guy on the floor.
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Working our way back to our table I asked "Maya, where are the men?" "Don't you know there are no men in Mariupol! Why do you think I went to that Russian ladies romance social in Kiev? Why do you think Russian ladies and Ukrainian ladies are looking for foreign men?" If I had not been so captivated with Maya and punished by the heat, I would have noticed it earlier. "Where are they?" After a sip of her drink, holding the glass in one hand and the straw in the glass with the other, Maya answered, "Who knows and who cares. Even if there were a lot of men in Mariupol, I would not be interested because they don't care and don't know how to treat Russian ladies." I glanced about the room and indeed, most eyes were on me. Oh how lucky it is to be a foreign man in Russia and Ukraine at this particular time in history!
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