Deep in the bowels of Ukraine`s former KGB headquarters there is a deathly silence. Thousands of boxes, piled floor to ceiling, line the walls. Each box is carefully numbered and each one contains hundreds...
Each year migratory birds find their way home. Only cranes in my mind are somehow always flying far off into the horizon. Illogical of course, and my theme, anyway, is political struggle, slogans, calls of "Ukraine for Ukrainians". Yet beyond
