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Ilya Bernstein

29 December 2007

Casimir and I were standing like two captains on one of the islands in the middle of Broadway and waiting for the light to change. This island was like a ship sailing down a wide river, and whoever stepped on it became a regular navigator for a moment. More…

What to do—you can’t play here with my nerves, my angel. I played for ten hours, and ended up losing. Over the course of the day things were very bad at times, and at other times I was up, and then my luck changed. I’ll tell you all about it when we meet. For now, I’ll give it one more shot today, with what remains (very little, a drop). More…