20 October 2008. Dark shape on a darkened fence--the agile racoon--scout and decoy, spotted from succah lookout, lemon branch and moon... A cup of wine, stories, October night...
While his brother--the one with the robbers's mask, does a kitchen job on the sly --Alyosha's bisquits, pale dough, hardened in the shape of bone--scattered now on ancient linoleum by an small and unseen hand. After washing, no doubt--cat's bowl, in the local manner...
Oscar, somewhere in Byelorussia, 1904. A young boy, balancing on the railing of a bridge--over the Pripyat'--Mozyir. The beginning of the meaning of names...
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