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“carries an avoska. Aunt Mayya comes home laden with grocery bags. Family dinners are true events, every single night, each one capped off by tasty little medovik, or honey cakes. That’s because Pripyat is no backwater town. Pripyat is an atomgrad—an atomic city, built to support the great nuclear power plant and financed by the Ministry of Energy. A beautiful dream, a workers’ paradise. Families sail little boats up and down the river on Sunday afternoons. The wives of the atomschiki spritz their necks and wrists with European perfume. Mayya sets the samovar upon the clean table and serves Pavlo and Yuri tea. Yuri glances at his younger cousins, Alina and Lev. He knows what’s coming. “May we listen to the radio?” Alina asks. Yuri bunches his cloth napkin tightly in his fist, watching the exchange. “One hour,” Pavlo tells his thirteen-year-old daughter. “And be sure to—”
― Escape From Chernobyl
― Escape From Chernobyl
“Yuri is alone in”
― Escape From Chernobyl
― Escape From Chernobyl
“Daffy Duck”
― Escape from Alcatraz
― Escape from Alcatraz
“Asha leans forward. “Hello.” She waves to Ian. “Hey there.” “Asha, my agent,” Lark says, “Ian, my old buddy. He owns the yarn and tea store.” “That sounds unbearably charming,” Asha says. “It’s painfully twee,” Ian agrees. “I fucking love it.”
― It Rides a Pale Horse
― It Rides a Pale Horse
“Those of us prone to sleeplessness can always tell. We can read the great curve of the night as it arcs toward day. We’ve lived every minute of every dark hour in excruciating detail.”
― The Seven Visitations of Sydney Burgess
― The Seven Visitations of Sydney Burgess
“living with his aunt and uncle in Pripyat, Yuri can scarcely believe how well they eat. And how full he feels after every meal—uncomfortably so. When he first arrived,”
― Escape From Chernobyl
― Escape From Chernobyl
“Shaking it off, she heads down the hall past the framed headshots of Sadie, ages one through eight. There is space left for ten more years. After that, Vicky supposes, there will be something creepily obsessive about it, so the series will be discontinued. She suspects it may already be weird for Sadie when her friends come over.”
― The Swarm
― The Swarm
“old daughter. “And be sure”
― Escape From Chernobyl
― Escape From Chernobyl
“If you break your own framework of discipline for every new situation, then it’s not really discipline. It’s just window dressing on a personality.” “So you’re not one for cheat meals,” Alicia says, turning along a narrow strip between a path and the front of the building.”
― The Swarm
― The Swarm
“3”
― It Rides a Pale Horse
― It Rides a Pale Horse
“4”
― It Rides a Pale Horse
― It Rides a Pale Horse
“nobody carries an avoska. Aunt Mayya comes home laden with grocery bags. Family dinners are true events, every single night, each one capped off by tasty little medovik, or honey cakes. That’s because Pripyat is no backwater town. Pripyat is an atomgrad—an atomic city, built to support the great nuclear power plant and financed by the Ministry of Energy. A beautiful dream, a workers’ paradise. Families sail little boats up and down the river on Sunday afternoons. The wives of the atomschiki spritz their necks and wrists with European perfume. Mayya sets the samovar upon the clean table and serves Pavlo and Yuri tea. Yuri glances at his younger cousins, Alina and Lev. He knows what’s coming. “May we listen to the radio?” Alina asks. Yuri bunches his cloth napkin tightly in his fist, watching the exchange. “One hour,” Pavlo tells his thirteen-year-old daughter. “And be sure to—”
― Escape From Chernobyl
― Escape From Chernobyl
“But since she'd been old enough to operate a phone, she'd been part of the web of experiences that united everyone for all time and ensured that no matter what happened with Daniel, she'd always know which Princeton dining halls had the best desserts and how tough his practices were. Had the days of landlines and paper letters been liberating or lonely? When she pictured the world that way, it was barren and empty.”
― Autonomous
― Autonomous
“Romanian ice cream … Shortages are routine all over the Soviet Union. The store in Moscow”
― Escape From Chernobyl
― Escape From Chernobyl
“Occultists, as brand-savvy as social media influencers and just as cynical.”
― It Rides a Pale Horse
― It Rides a Pale Horse
“It's not merely that life is fragile- but the plans we make, the paths we plot, all of it so easily thrown off course.”
― Escape from Chernobyl
― Escape from Chernobyl
“It’s what Jake Hall would do, he stops himself from saying out loud. Somehow, he doesn’t think Maddie will find it convincing. “This is our only shot to help our dads,” he says. He’s led her off Telegraph Hill and down into North Beach, where Little Italy meets Chinatown. Sedans trail streetcars crawling down the wide avenue, and the mingling scents of restaurants gearing up for the lunch crowd are dizzying: lasagna and lo mein, eggplant and egg rolls.”
― Escape from Alcatraz
― Escape from Alcatraz
“I can tell it’s much later without looking at my phone. Those of us prone to sleeplessness can always tell. We can read the great curve of the night as it arcs toward day. We’ve lived every minute of every dark hour in excruciating detail. Back when substances rocketed me into the dawn, the small hours—three, four, five in the morning—were purely of a piece with the night. As long as it was still dark, it was still the night before. But now these hours belong to some other slippery, enigmatic zone, not quite night and not quite day. It’s proven to be when regret hits me the hardest, and when I know with dismal certainty that it’s just a matter of time before I fuck up all over again. I envy normal people—people like Matt, lightly snoring at my side—who skip blissfully past these hours every night as if they do not exist.”
― The Seven Visitations of Sydney Burgess
― The Seven Visitations of Sydney Burgess
“Romanian ice cream … Shortages are routine all over the Soviet Union. The store in Moscow where his own family shops is full of”
― Escape From Chernobyl
― Escape From Chernobyl





