He attends training courses at the Petroleum Institute. She explained the gift thus – “To the first girl my son ever liked! He lends me cassettes to take home, to listen for free. In The Cauldron of Kibitsu, a jealous wife returns to earth to torment her rival and to eventually bring her husband to the world of darkness. Daud’s mother bought me a lovely summer shirt and solemnly handed it to me. The tones are alternately humorous, macabre, dreamlike.
Yesterday, our neighbour in the market, the one who sells medicines, came up to our stall with some colleagues of her son. , and wrote that he had set out on his journey with Vassily Papin. These are old books, printed early in the 20 century. I have not mentioned other towns, because there are so many of them. From Yazd, I went to Sirjan, and from Sirjan to Tarom, where livestock are fed dates; a here, having arrived here four weeks earlier. I thought about it and decided that since it’s war, I should go and buy some black lingerie. In the market, people were exchanging addresses, befriending each other. But send those men to me, for my sake, without hindrance. On the radio we heard that the tanks of the federal forces will likely be advancing on October 10. There would be a new round of war in August, we had been told by Professor V. And under no circumstances can we trust what we hear with our ears! And whatever you want of me, send for it, and I will not deny you anything, my brother.