sacred legs
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See how the bird's legs mirror these of a woman in the background. Ibis is a very common species on the streats of Sydney, especially around Circular Quay. People here treat them as stray cats. I cannot say for sure, but these beaky birds must be flying here all the way from Egypt where they once used to be sacred animals.


melbourne fiction
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It was a chilly wet winter evening in Melboune. I just had a dinner at a local dumpling joint and was wondering what I was doing here on the other side of the globe when it was supposed to be summer and girls were supposed to walk around in mini skirts and sort of please my eye. And then this old-fashioned carriage ruttled past me, as if right from an invisible crack in time. Things get unreal sometimes. And it feels like you have found yourslef inside a XIX-century French novel.

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August 28 – Rainy day woman – 240/365
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August 27 – Eggers: the old light – 239/365
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From the first of September Sweden will ban imports of incanescent lighting sources. The “warm” comforting light is doomed in this country as if it was too much sunshine to handle throughout the year. I honestly don’t know how I will live through the coming winter in the pale coldness of its cheaper substitute…


August 26 – The karma yoga place… – 238/365
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Still Cosmopolitan, still rootless...
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This one is just to let everybody know that I am still going on with my 365 project (see all recent updates on bogachko.com).

A couple of fragmentary highlights:

1. South Africa:
http://bogachko.com/tag/south-africa/ 
and
http://bogachko.com/tag/south-africa/page/2/

2. Russia
http://bogachko.com/tag/russia/
and
http://bogachko.com/tag/russia/page/2/
and

3. Sweden
http://bogachko.com/tag/gothenburg/ 

Enjoy!

May 18 – Raindogs get sentimental sometimes – 138/365
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May 17 – Yakuza dreamers – 137/137
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I had a couple of beers with real Asakusa style yakuza. I only realized that they were actual yakuza  (which they never confirmed though) when the younger guys dropped in and the older man started introducing them to me as his “family”. They were kind of a cheerful flock, a bit brutal in their humor, but with some distinct dignity about being able to decide about their own lives (another illusion, well). And I think I had sort of a flash back from one of the Takeshi Kitano movies as they looked almost exactly as his actors. When the older man learned that I lived in Sweden, he started laughting and saying something about “free love” (”free” for him actually meant “no cash”). What a dreamer…


May 16 – Sanja Matsuri – 136/365
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This is one of few surviving true celebrations that offer its participants spiritual purification through a mild form of physical suffering. This suffering (carrying around on their shoulders  heavy Mikoshi-shrine) is all visible and audible. You can read it on each happy face of every volontier and hear it in their extatic singing that main purpose becomes to support their will to endure. It all tells you that this is not just a usual commercial emasculated fake, this is for real. All social differences are wipe out  among people carrying mikoshis. You wouldn’t tell a yakuza from a lawer. Neither would they remember it themselves.

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May 15 - Nothing - 135/365
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