What are you, some kind of a nut? And you walk around St. Petersburg counting how many steps it takes to get from the Haymarket to the Hermitage? You write about pawn brokers like they maybe weren't the tools of the devil 100% of the time. And all the sellers. And people getting thrown out windows, when it isn't even Prague. And then you write about gambling, when you're a gambling addict yourself. And the rotting monk? Are you ever going to finish the Brothers Karamozov?
There is something wrong with my liver!
Simon's real sig line?
Embrace the Sock