N and I are living stereotypes of Russians and Ukrainians to the point where it’s embarrassing. I’m gregarious, exuberant and say 100 words per minute. He is silent, broody, fatalistic and very profound. I love tchotchkes and borscht while he doesn’t get the point of either. He is tragic and I’m chirpy. For him, everything is a bad sign. For me, everything is a good sign. I make decisions with the speed of lightning while he ponders.
Stereotypical Couple
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It seems I’m a stereotypical Russian. Maybe I should buy a little of that vodka candy.
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VODKA IS CANDY
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