I met a Russian neuroscientist at an MIT Media Lab party in Boston two years ago. He was standing by a bucket of German beers and French wine, holding a small Perrier, looking lost. He was wearing a leather jacket that was all the rage in the USSR in the 1980s. He looked a bit like Yevgheny Yevtushenko, the Soviet poet I met at a cocktail party in Palm …
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