white nights and black humor

How does one define a people? OR Twenty-two hours of sunlight sheds light on even the darkest crevices of a foresaken city OR Why make things up when life is so rich?

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Snowing in July



The onomotopeia of the word "pookh" just made me want to say it everytime I saw it. For about a week I was reduced to an infant who, once he learns a new word, constantly repeats it and points at the object.

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