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There was a huge yard, and in it several stands of trees and a small pond.
The place really was like that.
The year Ricky Nelson sang “Hello Mary Lou.”
I walked to the middle of the platform, and took a drink of the crisp, cold water from the faucet there.
The dogs interbred, and strays were everywhere.
To the side of the station was a large pond.
That’s what Naoko meant when she said there used not to be a dog around for miles.
The new residents were for the most part middleclass commuters.
One estate even had its own brook teeming with real live sweetfish.
Even Stalin couldn’t bring himself to tear down these reindeer.
Trotsky hugged the dead reindeer and made a vow, tears streaming from his eyes.
I’ve read a little about those penal colonies in Trotsky’s memoirs, but for some reason, the only passages I remember clearly had to do with cockroaches and reindeer.
According to Naoko, he’d led something of a colorful and offbeat life in his youth, and the photograph betrayed more than a hint of that style about him.