"Here lies, a morbidus of certain nutrix kind, expired untimely, though of restless mind, she was, alas, a victim of an artist's life."
Which window is yours?
can't see it from here, its the opposite corner :)..but I still remember the racket trams made at 5 am :))
Maybe it's in your archives, but I'm interested in what brought you here to the US.
a crazy grandpa that we all thought was dead when he turned up in Chicago :).. a real loon, too. Russia's good for missing and reminiscing and contemplating suicide. I didn't want to die young :)
HAHAHAHA. Gotta love loons.
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Which window is yours?
can't see it from here, its the opposite corner :)..but I still remember the racket trams made at 5 am :))
Maybe it's in your archives, but I'm interested in what brought you here to the US.
a crazy grandpa that we all thought was dead when he turned up in Chicago :).. a real loon, too.
Russia's good for missing and reminiscing and contemplating suicide. I didn't want to die young :)
HAHAHAHA. Gotta love loons.
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