Little Yurt on the Steppe

On the road to Cyberia I took a wrong turn and ended up on the Great Eastern Plains. Fortunately, a group of Khalkha nomads took me in and taught me the secrets of life on the steppe. Now, I sit in my yurt, eating mutton dumplings and drinking a weak milk tea as I recount my tales of this Mongolian life.

úterý, prosince 23

Amen

"Everyone's here, the whole world. All the left-wing intellectuals."

"You can drop that 'left-wing,'" said Onno, "because the alternative is a contradiction in terms."

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