Urban guerilla
28/01/2007This is the story of a marired couple,. She’s native Armenian. He’s foreigner, but with Armenian roots still (what the hell would he be doing here otherwise :) )
Anyway, these two people are outstanding, cultivated, smart, easygoing, welcoming, in brief everything you could expect in this Caucasian world.
Moreover than being a really good friend, he’s a workmate, so he’s more than able to understand my situation, and the other way round.
But back to our staff. I’m not here to blog about our friendship. But maybe yes indeed.

This morning 7h, he calls me. I won’t come to work today. Sh’es been shot.
Me : a little floating moment. I’m thinking : they’re not the gangsta style to be into troubles. I guess not in fact.
Me: “Wait a second, sh’es been shot? With real live bullets? What’s the fuck happening to you?”
Him : “Apparently a lost bullet that went through our apartment window. During our sleep. She’s been screaming to death. We’re going to ER.
Afterwards I got some fresh news. She lost a few teeth. But her head is heavy so she will get out easily after a week in hospital.
He’s been heavlily shocked and I can understand it.
Is Yerevan turning into an unsafe land a-la Lagos, Nigeria where lost bullets are a matter of fact.
This post has only value for (and even we’ve been used to it seems) giving report that Yerevan is not this paradise city that diaspora is willing to dream of.
And this stupid war is pretty much useless.
And moreover, it’s in order to support my 2 dearest friends here in Armenia (and maybe elsewhere who knows).
Fuck fuck fuck wou’re going to get this trouble out, and if you’re reading me (and I know you will one day), know that you have my full dedicated support for this troubles.
Cheers.
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