Formerly the hat rack standing on the crossroads of Ligovsky and Nekrasova, then the hat rack an arms reach from the Fontanka and then the hat rack ON Naberezhnaya reki fontanki. Now, the hat rack who is wandering lost.
You see, this profession is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherfuckers. Motherfuckers who thought their ass would age like wine. If you mean it turns to vinegar, it does. If you mean it gets better with age, it don’t.
093.The Sunday Times magazine (photoshoot and interview)
"There’ll be no flirting, that’s for sure. It’s not what this Doctor is concerned with. It’s quite a fun relationship, but no, I did call and say ‘I want no Papa-Nicole moments’. I think there was a bit of tension with that at first, but I was absolutely adamant."
“I think that [Mulder and Scully’s] relationship is defined not by what’s being said, but by what’s being withheld. But it’s absolutely plain that they love each other — in their own way. It’s the best kind of love. It’s unconditional. It’s not based on a physical attraction, but on a shared passion for life and for their quest. These are romantic heroes, romantic heroes in the literary tradition."
dig a bit in the history of this place, you’ll find a steady stream of fairly odd occurrences. i believe this whole area is the center of mystical energy, that things gravitate towards it that you might not find elsewhere | welcome to the hellmouth