Dear readers who are not there, here is a question that does not matter to anyone but you and I:
I am putting these stories into a book and wonder if I should leave them online? Moreover, should this blog exist at all? In what form if I cannot write what I want to write, in other words stories? I invite your comments.
Who is the one who is reading me now?
Poem from 1999 - Eschatol Bridge
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