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[gingermissippy]

"After walking back from the village to his manor across the dimming snows, Sleptsov sat down in a corner, on a plush covered chair which he never remembered using before.  It was the kind of thing that happens after some great calamity.  Not your brother but a chance acquaintance, a vague country neighbor to whom you never paid much attention,

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[no_recess]

that's awesome.
the only nabakov i've read is some of pale fire, which was really good but i was always trying to read it on the subway and it's kind of confusing because you have to flip from page to page a lot to read it right. that excerpt makes me want to start reading that again though!

hope everything in bloomington is good!