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I am Vera from the Russian city with the vivid historical heritage and past. I am interested in reading, psychology, flowers, Art. I have a kitten.
I am looking for friends who may be different...joyful or sad, intellectual or simple, with rich life experience or just an ordinary life observers...I used to live in Boston, USA where I started to learn English so I wish to practice it more. I hope that I am open-minded, spiritual and honest person.
Requests
I am looking for long and informative messages. I hope to find friends with common interests.
Language Exchange Requests
I am looking for friends who can help me with English.
Also I am happy to chat with Russian speaking people if we have common interests.
Hobbies & Interests
I enjoy reading, psychology and philosophy, flowers, cats and nature. I consider Art is very helpful to cope with the routine of daily life. Some of my favorite painters are Modigliani, Renoir, Picasso.
Favorite Music
Ave Maria Cachini...
Adele
Joe Strummer...well... sometimes
Debussy
Stravinsky
and more
Favorite Movies
Meryl Streep
"Sheltering sky"
"Crown"
"Rain Man"
봄여름가을겨울 그리고 봄
Favorite Books
Virginia Vulf
Sartre
Irving Gofman, sociologist
Carol Gilligan, psychologist
Pasternak, Russian writer
Favorite Quotes
The Peace of Wild Things
By Wendell Berry
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water,
and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief.
I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world,
and I am free.
Август. Борис Пастернак
Как обещало, не обманывая, проникло солнце утром рано
Косою полосой шафрановою от занавеси до дивана.