| Age | 24 |
| Gender | Female |
| Astrological sign | Aries |
| Location | New Hampshire |
| Sexual orientation | Straight |
| Looking for | Protection against the coming of the night; vague resemblance to Vitya Tsoi or Sir Ray Davies of the Kinks, even if evanescent. |
| Open to long distance | Yes |
| Brief sentence to describe yourself | Former bookstore girl, lately accounting student; a Lillian Gish semi-doppel with "haunted doll physiognomy." |
| Contact info | reaextranea@gmail.com |
| Music | Kino (the funky ska beats on the early albums with Sergei Kuryokhin production), Yanka Dyagileva, the Kinks, Sparks, Unwound, New Order, Thin Lizzy and big Irish papi Phil Lynott's perfect solo career, ELVIS, Dire Straits, Wire, Julie London, Marilyn Monroe. |
| Books | The Big Nowhere by James Ellroy, Ada or Ardor by Nabokov, In a Lonely Place by Dorothy Hughes, As Meat Loves Salt by Maria McCann, Jane Eyre by Bronte, The Soviet Century by Karl Schlögel, poetry of Stevie Smith |
| Film/TV | Deep fixation on noir; imprinted on Cary Grant, not because I think he's handsome but because he reminds me of myself. Favorite films are "Peau d'Ane," "Igla" (dir. Rashid Nugmanov), "The Night of the Hunter," "Conte d'Hiver" (Rohmer), all films of Anna Biller, Powell & Pressburger, anything with Oliver Reed. When there is time, I revert to watching 3-4 movies per day. |
| Interests/hobbies | Learning Russian without Really Trying; getting into improbable diplomatic scrapes; walking into the wooded mountains behind my house for hours, alone; finding, testing, wearing rare and strange perfume oils; drinking sangria in public squares; groupieism for bands that no longer exist (carrying the torch); presumably intimacy (haven't tried)? |
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| Anything else you want to share | I'm currently writing a novella set in post-Soviet Latvia about a fellow who terrorizes a vacation community by impersonating the ghost of an NKVD officer (with period-accurate clothing, costume makeup, and a giant dead river trout for a baton) and conducting night raids; but it's poorly-researched and feels insensitive. I also own and frequently wear a lightly stained button-down shirt that once belonged to and was frequently worn by Thin Lizzy's Phil Lynott. |