I favor the guy at left. Oh, I'm a capitalist swine. A good communist is a dead communist. I'm willing to help them get that way.
I have to admire this guy, though. He rode the big wave. Lenin. What a guy at parties. He looks like a fellow who would dance under a lampshade for a hat.
Vodka. Does a body good.
It's a good day for revolution. Give yourself a little revolution. Do something different. Go wild.
Me? I'm writing about dead Russians who thought they were cached and out of the game. So, how'd they end up dead? My protagonist - being Russian - wants to know. He could be next.
No rest for the wicked.
Ah, the 5th of November.
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