Thursday, 12 August 2010


The wide boulevard and the houses standing along both its sides were like the lower jaw of an old Bolshevik who, late in life, arrived at democratic views.

The opening line of Victor Pelevin's short story The Tarzan Swing from his collection A Werewolf Problem in Central Russia. If all the accumulated human lives were gathered within the present, I still think one could be pretty sure Pelevin would be the only one to produce this simply worded line.

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