Repatriated Russian spy Anna Chapman, posing for Mucovite Maxim. In the immortal words of The Beatles:
Show me around your snow-peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy’s farm
Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm
I’m back in the USSR
Hey you don’t know how lucky you are boys
Back in the USSR
Hmm…to be a spy you have to have implants? Or maybe that’s where she stores the plastic explosives?