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How I spent my summer (opens the original)
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“Once I had begun a chapter with the following (so very original) words: “One fine day” — then struck out “fine” — then struck out “One” — then struck out the whole lot and wrote in block capitals: “FUCKING HELL!” — and left it at that. But I rather doubt the Russian Herald will find this satisfactory.”— Ivan TurgenevI’d like to argue, Tamara Alexeyevna, that summer isn’t really summer at all, but “holidays”, because that’s what I actually spent, whilst summer itself just passed by l
Drunkard sold me a cat (opens the original)
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“Perfect nonsense goes on in the world. Sometimes there is no plausibility at all.”— “The Nose” by Nikolai Gogol— Well, I was sittinn there, lookinn out t’window as I do, and along comes Leo, that rotten scoundrel, holdinn a kitten in his arms, and says (Leo, not t’kitten), “Fancy buyinn a pet, Baba Nüra?”— And thee?— And I, why in blazes would I need a cat? I tells him. Who’s gonna feed it? I spend me days sittinn by t’window, me legs ain’t what they used to be, tha knows that, but sittinn the
My granddad warned me about this (opens the original)
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“In these wanderings of ours, more often than not, you look for one thing and find another.”— “Don Quixote” by Miguel de CervantesWunst in a birch grove, I chanced upon a cat. It was autumn — everything golden, t’air heavy with t’scent of fallen leaves and mouldy dampness. Not a livinn soul ‘round — just me trugginn along in me boots and cardigan, with a basket in hand for mushrooms. I’ve always been a mushroom picker, still am. I’m proper fond of mushrooms: porcini, birch boletes, honey fungus,
For the strong-spirited (opens the original)
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Previous post:“To know oneself, a bloke must first know Baldeige. For it is in the state of Trü Baldeige that everything authentically human comes out, and the bloke becomes himself, a block of blokeness, a Platonic ideal of blokehood.”— “The Adventures of Maximilian Bzdynkin: Baldeige and Other Meanings” by Maximilian BzdynkinThey say a snowy day is only bad if you run out of liquor.Well, here I am — through whistling gusts of horizontal snow, I trudge seeking my path to Tulub
Meeting strangers in abysmal weather conditions (opens the original)
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“…“go to the right” is just as good as “go to the left,” because both of these directions, in terms of our desires, point to the most distant place, the place farthest away from here...”— “The World Goes On” by László KrasznahorkaiSuch a predicament, seemingly hopeless: somewhere in the back of beyond1, night eternal, darkness unending, holodrigue2 so fierce y
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