The Sleazy Life and Nasty Death of Russia's Spam King

摘要

Summer comes late to Moscow, and then barely at all. Windows fling open as the city breaks winter's half-year clamp. Locals burst from dank living quarters, and crushing darkness gives way to high-latitude sunshine that extends well into the evening. Vardan Kushnir returned to his third-floor apartment in central Moscow on such a summer night last July, his head lightened by several rounds of top-shelf booze at a dark cliche of a club where female patrons often danced topless on the bar. It was time for a last drink or two in the company of several young women, one of them reportedly 15 years old. In the life of Russia's most despised Internet figure, this was just another night.