Saturday, March 30, 2013
Today I encountered the Student of Checkhov.
It was the same prickling windy day, but not in the meadows, without the hills, and there was no bonfire. it is in a differenct country, in a city where the tall German building never open its doors. How could it happened in such a place.
The Student told a story about a coincidence, a colusion of two random incidents to become a meaningful experience. Like, any birth of a human.
Like, any encounter.
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