From: Andrej
Subject: Atom Tan
When I say I’m going to Metallic Beach, you all have to remember that I’m wearing a fur coat to the beach. The city is on a steep hill and the beach is just a little stretch of sand at the base of a 90 degree cliff. There I go to collect my thoughts. And meet the ell-gathering underbelly of Magadan society.I recently learned that this beach is very radioactive, particularly in the exact location I like to sit and enjoy the view. You’re probably asking yourselves; “how radioactive is it Andrej?”
I’ll tell you.
On a Geiger counter, a virgin forest reads 12. Downtown Manhattan reads 30. My Metallic beach reads a whopping 420! Nice. As I’m catching rays from above, the ground is seething with Cesium ash below me.
No biggie though. The locals don’t seem to mind.
So what do I do here when I’m not street fighting, preaching abolition of absorbing radiation? I’ve started translating a 9 year old issue of Russian Cosmopolitan. It’s fun! So far I’ve translated an Estee Lauder ad, and now I’m working on an article about legs.
I have six more days in Magadan. Then I’m off to mighty Moscow.
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