I just got a call from Sereja, one of my ex-coursemates. For some reason it felt so weird, like you wouldn't believe.
He told me there's a play at the Chekhov theatre right now, but I could still make it. He also asked me whether I'm doing anything, and since I'm heading out to work soon, that's what I answered. It appeared that he and Ira (not the US Ira, the other Ira) wanted to come over to me, and eat cake with milk. I told them to do it any other time. razz
It's sad how our perspectives change. I don't want anything to do with the theatre anymore. Not here, at the least. Too many faces to forget.
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