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13 years in Canada

Today marks 13 years of my life in Canada. Never intending to stay in the first place, my life turned around when my documents got stolen a week before I was to head back to Russia. The next few months were full of struggle with uncertainty and bureaucratic hassle of restoring my identity. When suddenly I found myself in the world of film. It was like a wildest dream coming true, despite the circumstances. For one, I couldn't attend my granny's funeral in Moscow and got suspended from the PhD studies due to absence. And now, a devil's dozen years later, I'm a citizen of 2 biggest countries in the world, a film technician, an art-phototgrapher, a filmmaker and a feminist. And for all of this I have to thank a nameless thief. Because I doubt I would've accomplished what I did back home.


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