Arinj

Levon’s Divine Underground When Tosya asked her husband Levon Arakelyan for a potato cellar in 1985, little could she have imagined that he would keep digging for 23 years. The tuber pit turned into a man cave, and then into a mission delivered in dreams sent from on high. ‘All I wanted was a pit for potatoes,’ Tosya told me, ‘and from that the endless obsession with digging started. As a result, we came to have neither a good house, nor a pit for potatoes.’