"I was born here and I'll die here. I already want to die. Forgive me, I'm drunk. I drink a lot now. We only have what God gives us, our health, our place, our friends."
-- Vasily Oleksandrovich, farmer
After his wife Natasha died in January 2007, Vasily tattooed her face on his shoulder as a personal memorial. She died from cancer after a long illness, a few days after her 46th birthday. He now lives alone, farming a small plot of land on the outskirts of...more »