Episodes

Two photographs 28.09.2026 2:47

Hey

Стихи 27.09.2026 0:36

Про слёзы

Single malt 27.09.2026 3:06

Money

All in 27.09.2026 4:12

a room

Peaceful 26.09.2026 1:50

Proverbs

Cafeteria 26.09.2026 2:26

Solid build

Tundra 26.09.2026 8:08

Wolves

Older 25.09.2026 2:37

A space

The mud 25.09.2026 5:55

Intelligence

Fishing 25.09.2026 3:53

A lesson

Tactical reality 25.09.2026 8:20

A miracle

A phone call 25.09.2026 6:41

Yesterday

Never quite worked 25.09.2026 2:54

Conference

Next generation 24.09.2026 6:46

Too much

A pub 24.09.2026 5:02

Dog

Last thing left 23.09.2026 6:38

The cabin was dark, business-class dark, the kind of darkness you pay eleven hundred dollars extra for. The engines had settled into that long monotonous hum that airlines use, he suspected, to keep people from thinking too hard about physics. He had the window. She had the aisle. Their elbows were sharing the armrest like two countries sharing a disputed border, and neither side was calling in th...

A broken shoelace 22.09.2026 6:13

The morning began with a broken shoelace.

I took the leather chair, the good one, the one clients probably fought over. 22.09.2026 4:39

I took the leather chair, the good one, the one clients probably fought over. My briefcase sat by my feet, black and locked, like it had secrets of its own. The room smelled like a law library after a flood: old paper, and under it, rain.

Boeing 21.09.2026 4:32

World

In vino veritas 20.09.2026 1:49

#Блок

Цветы 18.09.2026 0:54

Есенин

Tactic 18.09.2026 4:48

The streetlight outside cut through the blinds in uniform strips. I lay on my back and didn't move, which was probably the best thing I could do at that moment. She shifted. I felt her weight redistribute across the mattress, felt her eyes on me. I knew that look. She was about to ask me something I didn't want to answer.

Busy 18.09.2026 4:28

I had a list. Not written down, I'm not that organized, but I could recite it the way some guys recite batting averages: my brother's drinking, my best friend's crumbling marriage, my mother's loneliness since the divorce, a coworker's confidence problem that apparently only I could solve. Somewhere along the way, being useful had become my whole personality. Maybe my only personality.

#alone 17.09.2026 0:55

A song

Луна 17.09.2026 0:43

Бунин