Content advisory 16+ Walking in the valley this morning with Poppy and Casper, we came across a dead forest dog. They are small creatures and you could not describe them as beautiful — they seem almost deformed and probably lead lives of great deprivation at certain times of the year. At night, they set up a great plaintive howl in unison, and it seems they are creeping closer to our … Read the rest
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Expedition
Контент 14+
One summer day I packed my backpack and headed out on an ethnographic expedition. I had just passed my exams and finished my first year as a student of the Moscow Academy of Music. This annual tour involves different students every go around because only several professors are engaged yet all students must participate at least once.
Our ethnographic laboratory had been studying the Bryansk region on the … Read the rest
Prisons and Prisoners. Pain of Truth. Part 2.
Контент 18+
On the day before my first nightduty our only anesthetist-resuscitator Elena had given me her own personal phone number.
— Don’t hesitate to disturb me in any case of emergency, — she said. She was an amiable old doctor who could have retired ages ago, but she loved her job and, moreover, there was no other resuscitator in the hospital. I gave her thanks but hoped that … Read the rest
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Prisons and Prisoners. Grinder. Part 5.
Контент 18+ (лексика, подробные описания сцен насилия, описание тюремной жизни и порядков)
I had many night duties. As Valery explained me, they desperately needed a doctor to cover the 'graveyard' shift. When I was a student I had had similar experience working in emergency stations at night while learning during the days. It was hard, but in the prison, it was even more difficult.
I had never been subjected to
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Soul of the Dog. To Be Expelled. Part 3.
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I stood up cautiously and headed to investigate the flat. It was not big but I preferred to know every detail: where the couch and chairs were, where the pans were located (just on the floor under the table), and where the dry leaf of a home plant had fallen from the windowsill. I sniffed and sniffed to remember all signs of my new territory, because if I live … Read the rest
