Robin Ashenden

What my strange old friends taught me

As a young man, I sought out the company of Bohemians

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Robin Ashenden

Robin Ashenden is founder and ex-editor of the Central and Eastern European London Review. He is currently writing a novel about Solzhenitsyn, Khrushchev’s Thaw and the Hungarian Uprising.

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