When a dear coworker said that she would start a Russian language course, I acted with the highest nobility I could think about, being stronger and more detached than I ever thought I could be:
I gave her one of my issues of Russian Vogue
I have a heavy addiction. And besides being heavy, it occupies a lot of space. That’s the reason to keep it registered here – if I do not manage to buy a farm to store all these mags, I’ll have to slowly start getting rid of them. So, like an inventory, this will be a glimpse of my dear, abundant magazine collection. (I know I'll find a way to have a huge farm - in fact, this is a "just in case" register. Yes. Absolutely. That's what it is.)
When a dear coworker said that she would start a Russian language course, I acted with the highest nobility I could think about, being stronger and more detached than I ever thought I could be:
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