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Master and Margarita wasn't bad. Didn't strike me as living up to the hype though. Maybe I just didn't get it or I'm spoilt by the digital age or something (we're all spoilt by the digital age). Either way, I enjoyed Mikhail Bulgakov's A Young Doctor's Notebook more than I did the aforementioned. I happened to come across a really nice paperback copy with a black cover; secondhand. A Young Doctor's Notebook, that is. Was the kid from Harry Potter championing that one? Maybe I heard something like that. If so, good on him. That little book was extraordinary in terms of the picture it painted of rural Russia; the people, the snow, the light, the dawn, the night. Rasputin-territory. Makes me think of Kafka's horses. I seem to recall finding Bulgakov's descriptions of the environment even richer than Gogol's. Then, perhaps I'm biassed; I did read it quite a long while ago and the descriptions of morphine would've been whetting my thirst no end. Here's Bulgakov anyway; a deconstructed version hinting order at my affection for his earlier work.

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