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Der Spieler von Fjodor Dostojewskij
Ich muss etwas gestehen, ich habe Der Spieler schon fertig gelesen. Ich weiß, ich weiß, der Punkt war, daß ich immer bevor ich ein Buch lese, darüber schreibe, warum ich dieses Buch gewählt habe, wie meine Gedanken auf dieses Buch geleitet ist, aber es ist nicht immer so einfach, eigentlich nie einfach, auf Kommando hinzusetzen und die Gedanken klar und sinnvoll zu formulieren. 330 more words
Day 59 - The Position of What
Alright, so today I planned to bike to a mall and go see a movie. But mother nature decides to rain on my parade again, as is tradition. 200 more words
Gamblin’ Man, or, Mike Pence, This Song’s for You
Aardvark gets by with a little help from his friends. I’m indebted to Vasari for this information about Lyndon Johnson:
LBJ didn’t like the Kennedys, but weighed the merits of the number-two job in relation to his own stalled but ferocious presidential aspirations. 259 more words
When I met Dostoyevsky
I have wandered the streets, nooks and corners and alleys of Saint Petersburg with Raskolnikov. I have felt tremors and numbness in my legs when I had to accompany him to the old-lady’s room. 660 more words
Ghosts, A Gambler
1,257 more words—Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth Garden,
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither…
Apocalypse, A Gambler
“The stars are thin… Where shall we lair to-day? for from now, we follow new trails.”
— Gray Brother, The Jungle Book
The knob was yellow, and I tugged on the lever from silver-lined holes—six, of which two scarlet, padded bars swiveled.
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