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Anna Chapman Maxim

October 25, 2011 by · Comments Off on Anna Chapman Maxim 

Anna Chapman Maxim, For a glimpse of New New Russia and its struggle to supplant the old Russia again a few years ago, you could do worse than the company to cover O2 room at the top of Moscow’s Ritz-Carlton hotel. Four years ago, when the club first opened, it was practically empty except for some prostitutes in shining lamé heels and tip. Nowadays, prostitutes are gone, and although there are few Russian businessmen lurking around the O2 archetype with her naughty wives model is more likely to run into the hotel guests as Jimmy Wales, founder of Wikipedia, the city for a technical talk.

Moscow is a city in opposite directions. Look to the southwest of the cover 02 and not RUSNANO apartment tower, one and five billion state-funded nanotechnology base aims to promote the “top-down innovation.” Not far away is Digital in October, part of a techie complex that offers an art school and a bar, an outdoor amphitheater and a nightclub called progressive father. These priorities reflect about Dmitry Medvedev, Russia’s current president, who has tried to diversify Russia’s oil-addicted turn the economy and Moscow in a high-tech center. Across the boulevard from O2 is the Kremlin, which is decidedly ahead of the latter. On September 24, Vladimir Putin announced that Medvedev will not, will be the ruling party candidate for president in 2012, effectively ensuring her election. Putin could serve legally until 2024, making it tied with Leonid Brezhnev and Joseph Stalin as the longest-serving rulers in the Kremlin that the czars were not for God.

Moscow, therefore, is divided into diametrically opposed camps: Putin / Medvedev, Oil / Internet. It is not a public figure skates the line between them, someone who, although dismissed as a lightweight by many elites, however, is a perfect encapsulation of the contradictions in Russia. Convinced that person to meet me on the cover of O 2, though not as planned. She is, after all, a former spy.

Here are some things I can say about Anna Chapman. His hair is reddish in real life than in pictures, a brilliant blaze than Kodachrome falling over her shoulders. I can tell you who wore a cream-colored dress with a hem length and a modest belt black belt. Chapman, 29, is also disarmingly attractive, not the dress or hair, but because of the way you look. Straight in the eye. Like she wants, you know, connect.

She could have done a mediocre job in the U.S. again as a spy for Russia, but the woman is the agent calls 90-60-90 Russian media (by measurements in centimeters), in some way, everywhere. It’s been a little over a year since her return, a year of home pages, talk shows and political rallies. Media, largely controlled by the authorities, even the reports of each of the movements of many. It is clear that the Kremlin has found a useful hero.

Days after he was unmasked by the FBI along with nine other professional spies living as unpretentious in Boston, New York and New Jersey and marketed by four Russian prisoners in a Vienna airport runway, Chapman received a hero’s welcome in the Kremlin. She and her fellow spies sang a patriotic song of the Sword and Shield with Putin and Soviet cinema, a few months later, received medals for Medvedev. He was appointed to a senior position in youth brigades of the ruling party and was the subject of a flattering one-hour special interview on channel one controlled by the government. She attended a forum for innovation led by Medvedev and presented at the Baikonur Cosmodrome in Kazakhstan, to encourage a Russian rocket launch.

Chapman was at Baikonur because he had been hired as “innovation consultant” for a little-known bank that specializes in financing the Russian space industry whose initials are, coincidentally, FSB, the same as the successor to the KGB. She did a photo shoot for lingerie and Russian weapons and one for Maxim magazine Zhara (heat). She even has her own secrets, Ren TV World, one of the few independent television stations left in Russia.

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