On the trail of Tashkent's bizarre Soviet relics
My visit to Uzbekistan began with a near fatality – mine. I had just clambered up and down the steps of a 20-storey-high giant mirror. The entire structure clanked and creaked with every step and buzzed with the noise of welders, none of them wearing safety equipment, all attempting some kind of lofty repair, ciggies dangling from lips, hardened by desert life in a former Soviet republic.
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