Brighton Fair: A celebration of colour, encounters and memories
Brighton Fair: A celebration of colour, encounters and memories On the last Sunday of August, many people were looking forward to the traditional Brighton Fair, which has been organised for many years by the Brighton Residents Association, headed by Pat Singer. But this year the festival took place a week earlier – on 24 August. Marina Lagunova
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A Horrible Four Years in Ukraine On February 24, rallies took place in various cities and countries. On a cold winter evening, with snow still lingering and the streets treacherous with ice, concerned people gathered in Brighton Beach on this sad and tragic anniversary to express solidarity and hope for long-awaited peace. Marina Lagunova
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