Pyramiden is a Soviet coal town on the shore of Billefjorden in Svalbard, at 78 degrees north, abandoned in 1998 and never demolished, its furniture still inside the blocks and a bust of Lenin still facing the glacier across the fjord, and it is reached by boat from Longyearbyen in summer or by snowmobile over the fjord ice in spring, walked with an armed guide against the polar bears. The town was built by the Soviet Union under the treaty that gives every signatory the right to work Svalbard's coal, and at its height a thousand people lived here with a swimming pool, a cultural palace, a school and the northernmost grand piano on Earth, a Red October still standing on the stage of the palace in front of rows of red seats; when the mine closed the people left in weeks and took almost nothing, so the canteen, the sports hall and the dormitories stand as they were, with the plants dead in their pots and the Arctic cold keeping the rot away. The granite Lenin on the square is the northernmost monument to him anywhere, and the lawn at his feet is not Arctic ground but soil shipped from Ukraine so that grass would grow.
Nobody used street addresses, and the blocks had names, London for the single men, Paris for the women and the Crazy House for the families with their noise, which has become a seabird cliff, since kittiwakes lay their eggs on its window ledges in June and scream over the empty square all summer, because to a kittiwake a ledge is a ledge. Down at the quay the crawler crane and the conveyor tower stand where they stopped, paint blistering off the steel, and the approach across the fjord is half the trip, hours of open water past ice and bird cliffs until the town appears as a low grey line under its pyramid-shaped mountain. A few Russians keep the town. Pyramiden is a Soviet town that stopped in 1998, and the cold has kept it.