![]() I often find short stories have to be written before they can be explained.Īnyway, here is the Project Gutenberg’s version in English translation: One of the things I’ve wondered, in connect to a rewrite of this story is weather or rain to allow the self-imposed prisoner to have the internet, and if so, should they be allowed social media? I think no and no. I am thinking of doing one of those abominable rewrites, like my “ The Last Mortal Immortal, a Tale” is a rewrite of Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley‘s “ The Mortal Immortal.” The text is here. I think it is fairly obvious what Chekhov meant to say. The story, in hyperbolic summer, is about the value of life. ![]() But friends are a sort of external memory, and one remembered for me. ![]() Until yesterday, I hadn’t read it for several years, and had actually forgotten who wrote it. “ The Bet,” by Anton Chekhov is one of my favourite short stories. ![]()
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