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Where I dump some of my mental burden

Translations

Any of my frequent readers will already know that I find the idea fascinating of how closely connected to one another are language on the one hand, and ideas, concepts and cultures on the other. It’s patent that we can … Continue reading

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Kurwing around

In view of its success among a few of my acquaintances, I’m proud to introduce to the world my coined term (copyright pending) kurwing around. Probably any Pole will easily identify its meaning; but it might not be so obvious … Continue reading

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Writers and readers

. As a writer, there are two ends in the range of literary concern: when you mainly think about the reader, and when you mainly think about yourself. And, as most things in this life, none of the extremes is … Continue reading

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Affording the truth

And it’s true: most of what we do in our social life, if not everything, is conditioned by our desire, is targeted to make us desirable, to look nice and appealing to women; and the fact of already having one, … Continue reading

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Greediness (a Polish anecdote)

Today I’ve been to the shop round the corner. My purchase amounted to 18,86 zl. I handle the cashier a 20 zl banknote. The change is 1,14 zl. Does the cashier round it up in my favour and return to … Continue reading

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Who cares?

There is not much credit in loving what of lovable there can be in every person. Our beauty, our goodness, our joy, our kindness, our wisdom, fortitude, skills, success, talent, niceness, courage, patience… All these are great values, and for … Continue reading

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Cats and love

The train compartment was almost full, and to complete the seats there arrived a young couple, tatoos and piercings and peanuts and grapes, that filled the room with two cats in cages and imposed on us the feline presence… because … Continue reading

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She’s like that

But she’s like that: spontaneous, unpredictable, capricious, vital. She came to me, unexpectedly, one of those fine warm mornings in the late autumn. I already knew of her, I had seen her before, long before; I had felt her by … Continue reading

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