Here comes the sun.

You know that spring feeling?  It's great, isn't it?  It's even better here in Moscow where the winters are unrelenting.  The ice has melted.  The snow has all but cleared.  The sunshine is falteringly peeking out from behind clouds, slowly warming the hearts of even the stoniest Muscovite.  People in the UK are living up to British middle class clichés by updating their Facebook statuses with comments about lazily wasting away their days in beer gardens/their own back garden.  


All of a sudden, this morning I wake up to this:

I'm hoping silence will adequately convey my feelings on this issue.
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"Here's the thing... I don't give a ten-penny fuck about your moral conundrum, you meat-headed shit-sack... That's pretty much the thing."


-D.