Seda met me in the muddy road of a village near Armenia’s capital, Yerevan. She spoke and I blinked back at her, 23 and wide-eyed. Seda laughed and whipped out Google Translate and her high school level English, flipped her hair and promised me she personally would take care of me. “Yes ksovorem kez hayastani masin,” she … More Thicker Gravities: Another Armenia Story