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‘Olga does not desire immortality. She even refuses to believe me—I tell her—this tiny monstrosity. With almost poetic inspiration, I describe its pointed little head—covered in a hard skin—like vellum—Our blood, thick and black at first—becomes red and thin—As of tomorrow, gas lamps shall no longer light the city streets—I have bestrewn the second-hand bookshops on Nikitskaya, Mokhovaya, Leontievsky and Kamergersky’
— Mar 16, 2026 10:46AM
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emily
is on page 66 of 165
‘I thank Fate, which has danced the Dance of the Seven Veils for me. Nowadays, if a man goes about with a smile on his face, people will point at him. Yet, love has slit my mug—a grin from ear to ear—Stars drip through —Kremlin wall—The nearer I draw towards eternity, the more frivolous my thoughts become—It was—quite simple—in the words of the chronicle, ‘lived like a lion, reigned like a fox, and died like a dog’.’
— Mar 05, 2026 01:51AM
emily
is on page 12 of 165
‘How very timely—Just this morning I learnt—the central heating in our building will be out of order all winter. Were it not for your proposal—I’d—turn into an icicle come December—The head of John the Baptist was no less awe-inspiring on its silver platter. She is scarcely breathing. Fatigue has dusted her eyelids w/ the crushed lead—Faber pencil. I thank Fate, which has danced the Dance of the Seven Veils for me.’
— Mar 02, 2026 02:04AM
