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The Great High School Impostor

Before putting the plot into motion, before the five-year masquerade, before the honors and the scholarships and the arrests and the deportation, before any of that, he rode into town on a Greyhound bus on a sleepy spring afternoon, marveling at how smooth the roads were all along the way. He’d come a great distance—5,000 miles from Nova Kakhovka to Harrisburg… The way he’d envisioned it, he would show up to the States and save some money and enroll in a university that very fall. But he’d assumed the local colleges would cost what they do in Ukraine, a couple thousand bucks a year. He couldn’t believe that they were asking for 10, 20 times that amount. That was more than he could make working full-time. And if he had to work full-time, where did school fit in? The paradox left him cold. The impossible bind left him panicked. He was already so lonely—no friends, work all day—and for what? The summer was flying, he was expected to depart in September. By mid-July, he realized anxiously, he was rapidly running out of time.

When Artur Samarin arrived at a small-town Pennsylvania high school, he worked hard to fit in. And he did it well. So well that he pulled off one of the boldest hoaxes of our time. By Daniel Riley in GQ.