I stacked this book expecting to read HS inspired by the Russian art world defections. Good thing the MC explained early on she was 7 in 1992 so I could adjust my head to a current story. It was hard to root for the MC, Natalia, because she was so self-involved (as her profession demands). She tells the reader her sweat doesn‘t smell and describes herself among the great artists so it becomes obvious her character is one to simply observe.