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A Victorian funeral parlour for dolls, the indispensable addition to any dolls' town
A Victorian funeral parlour for dolls, the indispensable addition to any dolls' town. Now that is a hobby!
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A Victorian funeral parlour for dolls, the indispensable addition to any dolls' town. Now that is a hobby!
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I did not know such details: it turns out that in the early twentieth century Orthodox Christians in America were accused of being agents of the Russian state. In 1901, when Saint Tikhon of Moscow was a bishop in the United States, he called “meaningless words” the charge that anyone
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Martin Heidegger
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Is this the Mandela effect already, or just universal forgetfulness? How is one to explain why everyone is discussing Cheburashka's Jewish nationality, and, above all, discussing it as the original invention of a State Duma deputy? Yet the man merely voiced an old joke from LiveJournal that everyone
Books · Observations · New York · Society · Humour
New York's odious mayor and his wife have already managed to publish a children's book about themselves. How sweet they are, how sugary and cartoonish. They tell the story of their wedding in the subway. On the one hand, they go on constructing the myth of
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The Cart of Life. So it turns out Pushkin is writing about us, lads. Though at times its burden is heavy, The cart is light as it goes; The reckless driver, grey-haired Time, Drives on, and will not climb down from the box. In the morning we get into
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Cinema · Observations · Humour
From the new del Toro film one gets the sense that he has been waiting a good while for the chance to show off his new horrors to the lads and say: look what a monster I've got, and what a character! The critics leave the auditorium deep
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Time and tide wait for no man. A year has flown by like a snowflake falling into a river: white for a moment, and then gone for ever. Ryunosuke Akutagawa
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Ezra Pound