Here’s the problem for every expat: you look for Moscow’s silence in the parks, but you find it at 7:00 AM, in the granite belly of the Metro. This isn’t the silence of peace. This is the quiet before the battle. The real Moscow magic is knowing when The City pauses. Read why, on an early Saturday morning, the main transport hub becomes the best place for introverts, philosophers, and those who appreciate a damn good cup of strong coffee.
