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They are really hot!

Lol jesus, Liselotte, chill out

I can tell by the diminishing likes that this interests no-one but me, but I, personally, live for turn-of-the-century figures being ridiculously self-aggrandizing and petty. This is my Macy's Parade.

Rilke was Pasternak's personal hero, and he introduced Rilke to Tsvetaeva in the hopes the three of them would have a legendary literary correspondence, but instead Rilke and Tsvetaeva just talked to each other, thereby making sure Pasternak never got to be friends with Rilke before he dropped dead.

Rilke, sadly, died of cancer before Marina Tsvetaeva could fuck him to get back at Boris Pasternak. If you just put Young Pasternak's author photo on the cover of this book, all of it becomes sadly explicable, and is probably happening in Philly as we speak. Sorry about that, Marina!

Source: I just read a book in which Marina Tsvetaeva (talented) went absolutely wild for Boris Pasternak (tall and hot) but was forced to tell him his poetry sucked, at which point he pretended he'd never liked her, and she tried to cuck him with Rilke, who was literally dying, but still into it.

So much of literary history makes more sense when you figure out which authors were talented and which ones were tall and hot

Look, we were young, and the New Sincerity was very powerful before we all worked up a tolerance

The early 2000s were a wild ride

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