Russia reminds me of Tolstoy and Dostoevsky. I have never been to Russia. The closest I’ve been to Russia was a short stay in Budapest.
(I think that’s Budapest. Facts about myself are kind of like connections rather than actual facts…maybe I’m doing this wrong.)
I also know at least one person on Tumblr who’s in Russia. (last time I checked…Russia, right?) Hi unityjackson! Thanks for the words!
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Pursue understanding. Deconstruct systems in order to taste building blocks. Happiness waits else/everywhere. And the heart(h). Do spheres not pull at each other?
Goya The Dog
brighter one
David Garrick, Johann Zoffany. 1763. Detail.
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