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With All the Homesickness of the Foreigner
Vania Konstantinova was born, lives and works in Sofia. She graduated Classical Ballet in her native town and in Petersburg as well as Polish Philology in Sofia University and Jagiellonian University, Krakow. She's co-author of the poetic book Four Cycles (along with Bozhidar Pangelov). Her collection of short stories Thank You Mister One is published in autumn of 2008. http://www.public-republic.com/vania-konstantinova With all the Homesickness of the Foreigner "You'll present me one Paris with all the homesickness of the foreigner" Vania Konstantinova He's looking for a job, but has no shirt, Rose, and expectation even in the pocket. Whether sometimes he doesn't bend to look how the Seine passes slowly? Whether it's cold (that's an author's thought)? In this circus gleam only the blue glimmer of the knives (which yesterday were pawned). It's a French movie. Paris is somewhat little for one grief and nothing. Compared with your arm.
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