If you walk out of our appartment, go to the right along the building, turn slightly left at the next building, walk throught the playground, where moms share a cigarette while waiting for their kids, you get to a grocery store where they sell a 5 liter beer bottle for 71 rubles. But if it's after eleven, you need to walk straight from our building, along the curved building, where the 24 hour store is located. There, the same beer costs 75 rubles.
Oleg knew all this after living with us for just a couple of weeks, and was extremely proud of his knowledge. Oleg had lived in the countryside his whole life, and had just come to the city to earn money. Unlike others in his situation, he was never worried about finding shelter and food, and took it easy, drinking away, day by day. he always offered to go to the store when alcohol ran out. But if he had to go to the far away store, he felt that he needed to treat himself, and never returned without a bottle of vodka.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
What is real?
If I drew a painting with a lot of hidden meaning
Would I feel like I had done something real?
If I solved a math theorem
Would I feel like I had done something useful?
If I just lived would I feel real?
Do I feel?
What had I done?
I had thought.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Прибытие в Мадрид
С детства привыкший работать народ, часто удивляется испанцам, которые проводят дни спокойно и вальяжно. Они не смотрят ежеминутно на часы, не носятся сломя головы, и не волнуются попросту. Они так работают, что какой-нибудь американец потратит все силы, пытаясь подсчитать как же им хватает заработанного на жизнь, так и не найдя ответа. Им не сложно до утра распивать с друзьями сангрию, или Риоха, так как у них обязательно найдется время для сиесты между обедом и ужином.
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