Letter #1 of 2 I wrote to Alex while in Central Asia, but never sent.

[demolition]

Dear Alex,

I've been cold on gigantic, frosty boulevards before, but somehow today the classic Post-Soviet stroll was accompanied by a pervasive and eerie dissonance. I stopped for some horrible coffee and set out in a sunnier direction. All of a sudden, it hit me: this is it! This is the steppe.
Up until the beginning of the twentieth century,

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[inkvoltslove]

I just came across this, after not paying attention to LJ in too long. You are cool, Didi. You are cool.