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Solzhenitsyn’s Confrere Dies, Remembering Irina Ratushinskaya

I wan’t surprised to hear of her death, she was not born of this world because she like deprivation; like Samuel Beckett, she liked all things paired down to their essentials, no frills; the love of movement and depth found … Continue reading

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