Тринадцать. The Mule

The decadent West it might have seemed but then a Muscovite student who mistook his cabin for ours came in, and found it such an experience that he left to fetch his heavy metal tapes. And he returned with a friend.

Bonus. The Mao Cap

We’d gone to Dali, to a market on the lake, but while I had a mild cold and a case of the runs, Ben had full on dysentery.

བཅུ་གཉིས. No Limits

At first glance it sounded nuts. On second glance, this matriarchal society was freed from the cycle of marriage and divorce that I saw from our Western norms. My second thought was that it made sense.