Gogol Street
In the evenings, if we didn’t go to the park, we strolled down Gogol Sreet. Gogol was a 19th-century Russian writer from Ukraine. Some of his stories are represented in metalwork on this street.
‘Christmas Eve’ is a short story by N. Gogol.
This is the devil (with a pig’s snout) stealing the moon to thwart the meeting of two lovers.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry’s ‘The Little Prince’ with his rose is also on Gogol Street.
Bizarre Turn of Events
I do not know if this is true because I didn’t see it with my own eyes but apparently, in 1931, authorities exhumed Gogol’s body to move him to another cemetery. When they opened his coffin they found him lying face down. Yep. Facedown. Did something happen to make him roll over in his grave? I also read that it was not uncommon for people to be buried alive right up until the twentieth century. I’m just speechless. I don’t know what else to say about that. I don’t even want to think about it.
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