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Victor Pelevin “The Sacred Book of Werewolf”
Have you seen the hit of the last Venice Biennale – the haystack in which the first Belarusian postmodernist, Mikolai Klimaksovich, hid from his local police inspector for four years? Alexander called this work plagiaristic and told Brian about the similar haystack famously used before the revolution by Vladimir [...]
My Next Calling
My next calling was discovered by my darling – “Mein Lieber A.”, Mr. “And your point being?”, “Mi Amore”, Mr. “I never promised you anything”, Mr. “I am Beautiful”, Mr. Denial (well, I am being creative with nicknames!)
I do have a soft spot for him, obviously. He doesn’t reciprocate, but that is fine, [...]
Victor Pelevin “The Sacred Book of Werewolf”
He smiled paternally, and I decided I must have got stuck with one of those soulful clients. Those men who don’t just want your body for their two hundred bucks, but your soul as well. They’re the ones who really wear you out. To stop a soulful client getting [...]
Victor Pelevin “The Sacred Book of the Werewolf”
‘and when you feel happy for someone else, you fill emptiness with love.’
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if you want a meaning for life, you’ll never find a better one.’
‘But love – isn’t it that emptiness, too?’
‘Sure.’
‘Then what’s the difference?’
‘The diffirence is emptiness, too.’
He thought for a moment.
‘But can you fill the emptiness [...]
Victor Pelevin “The Sacred Book of Werewolf”
You ask me what it’s like here. To be brief, even the most hardened of optimists are now finding that any hope that the brown sea advancing on us from all sides consists of chocolate is melting away. And, as the advert puts in so wittily, it is melting [...]
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