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Transgender Wedding On the Roof

We climb the stairs to the top, twenty flights, ten floors, and when we get there a guy sitting in an armchair says “Why didn’t you use the lift?” I suppose no-one expects the lift to work in old Soviet-era apartment blocks. Nobody expects to be on the roof either, but a short flight of wooden steps and a vertical climb up a metal ladder later we are emerging onto a wide roof area and the whole of Almaty is below us in early evening sunlight.

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