I thought that the one faint gleam of good news in this past couple of weeks was that all the Russian junk mail I've been getting via my editor's email address had finally dried up and gone away.
I can't get people in my own home country to know I'm alive, but I was getting multiple daily doses of junk mail I couldn't read: real estate opportunities, bargains (I assume) on caviar, and big blocks of Cyrillic text without any pictures to give me a hint as to their contents.
Then it stopped. Days and days and nary a Slavic peep. Aaah.
And then, just a few minutes ago, it started again.
Lesson learned. No more mentioning Stalin. Apparently it encourages the wrong sort.
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