Do you know what odd thing I've noticed? At the Louvre, the free museum map handed out for navigation is never to be had in Russian. It is probably available in twenty languages, but not in Russian, one of the eight most widely spoken languages in the world. And the answer "they've run out" is hardly the right one here.
In the finale of the Strugatskys' Roadside Picnic, the Golden Ball is told: "Happiness for everybody, free, and let nobody go away unsatisfied!" I do not promise to offend nobody, but the digest really does come free of charge. So, here is the main business of the
Frederic Leighton. “Daedalus and Icarus”, 1869 Daedalus warns his son not to climb too high: the heat of the sun may melt the wax, but Icarus is already gazing into the distance, and the lamentations of a foolish old man interest him not in the least
