I’m happy like a new mother is happy

When the theater festival in town gives her opportunities and excuses to drink wine with disreputable men who happen to be her friends, fret about some critics’ need for “catharsis” and kiss the disreputable man who happens to be her husband in the back of a cab at night.

Other towns have other festivals, but Lyubimovka is ours. 🙂

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