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Awww, so happy that you love it, Yelena! ❤️ I love old-school detectives who can't just look up something on the phone but have to work out the entire chain of events! It makes for such satisfying reading. It was such a serendipity to have chanced on Dr Vernon's post on Tokyo Express.
October 24, 2025 at 11:31 AM
Awww, so happy that you love it, Yelena! ❤️ I love old-school detectives who can't just look up something on the phone but have to work out the entire chain of events! It makes for such satisfying reading. It was such a serendipity to have chanced on Dr Vernon's post on Tokyo Express.
"letters are above all useful as a means of expressing the ideal self; and no other method of communication is quite so good for this purpose...." (2/2) #TheDolphinLetters25
August 8, 2025 at 10:39 PM
"letters are above all useful as a means of expressing the ideal self; and no other method of communication is quite so good for this purpose...." (2/2) #TheDolphinLetters25
when, at the opening of the Epilogue to The Conference of the Birds, Attar says that he has filled the world with 'these mysteries' musky scent', he is making a punning reference to his pen-name. #Attar25#TheConferenceoftheBirds
March 2, 2025 at 8:35 PM
when, at the opening of the Epilogue to The Conference of the Birds, Attar says that he has filled the world with 'these mysteries' musky scent', he is making a punning reference to his pen-name. #Attar25#TheConferenceoftheBirds
“He (Arkady) remembered his dead wife. “Left us too soon!” he whispered sadly. A plump gray-blue pigeon landed on the roadway and scuttled off to drink from a puddle by the well. Nikolai Petrovich watched it, but his ear was already picking up the sound of approaching wheels.”
February 1, 2025 at 12:57 PM
“He (Arkady) remembered his dead wife. “Left us too soon!” he whispered sadly. A plump gray-blue pigeon landed on the roadway and scuttled off to drink from a puddle by the well. Nikolai Petrovich watched it, but his ear was already picking up the sound of approaching wheels.”