Odd meeting

[yakalskovich]

Rarely do the charries from one's abandoned WIPs walk up to you in the street and nudge you.

I, however, just met Rasputin in the cafe around the corner. Complete with beard, staaaaare, and slightly disjointed declarations about nature and spring.

And no, I haven't smoked anything odd, it was really some slightly reticent proto-staretz who wore the same kind of shoes I favour, and just started chatting to me.

What does the world want to tell me, huh?

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That you are a Russian queen?

[yakalskovich]

Ahahahaha! No, I rather suppose that I am being reminded of those five or six chapters rotting on my hard disk...