Momma Galya Armolinskaya
She sucks at a cigarette butt and yells to a soldier, “Go home! You haven’t kissed your wife since Noah was a sailor!” Madame Momma Galya Armolinskaya, what would we give to ride beside you in a yellow taxi, away from funerals two windows open, throwing milk bottles at police check points? Momma Galya Armolinskaya,…