A wonky little Lada jostles with a big fat Lexus to avoid a pothole at the busy junction outside the team hotel and the diesel fumes mingle with tobacco as curious bystanders try to catch a glimpse of an England footballer. Horns blare, trolley buses rattle along and an elderly man with white hair and beard asks for 'a dollar' on the broad boulevard bearing the name of Karl Marx. Welcome to Dnepropetrovsk.
Ukraine uncovered: Hostility in the air and on the terraces ahead of England qualifier clash
