Why I Say No (Well, Sort Of) To Polyamory

Content 21 + (Explicit Content )(published as is, blog owner may have different opinion from the author) I learned a new word today, just when I thought I had the basic Medium vocabulary under control. The term is: Polyamory. One can haggle over exact nuance-based definitions but the simplest one is the one I googled: “the practice of engaging in multiple sexual relationships with the consent of all … Read the rest

Лондон. Характеры городов.

Это пост про Лондон. Про Рим можно почитать тут. Про Вену можно почитать тут. Про Москву можно почитать тут. А про Петербург - тут. Про Барселону - тут. Если интересно про какие-то еще города - пишите в комментариях (Европа пока))

Лондон – это Янус, также как и Рим. Сколько раз в нем не побываешь – а каждый раз увидишь новое лицо. Он недоверчивый и холодный … Read the rest

Prisons and Prisoners. Pain of Truth. Part 2.

Контент 18+
On the day before my first night
duty 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
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Prisons and Prisoners. Concrete Walls of Mind. Part 1.

Контент 18+
My first days in the hospital I worked only during daylight hours to meet the local orders. The hospital needed a doctor so desperately that I was pressed into action even before all the formalities were finished. On my very first day I was invited by a chief security officer into a rather stark and bleak furnished office where he probed me for details about my life, … Read the rest

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Soul of the Dog. To Be Expelled. Part 3.

Контент 6+
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