Selected articles, stories, and notes. Total entries: 3.
We were standing in the smoking area. Vadik - our executive director - suddenly fired a phrase at me: \- You handled the suppliers brilliantly, old man. You've got a bulldog's grip. A second of silence. This was the waltz of social stroking. In that second I was supposed to say "thank you" or crack a joke. But I suddenly saw what was really...
He lived in a departure lounge. Not a real one — in the one inside his head. He lived as if his real life was still on its way, as if everything happening now was a long, overextended prologue with his takeoff endlessly delayed. He sat in that lounge and stared through a foggy window at the runway where other people’s planes — bright, swift,...