"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

Amsterdam on my middle finger

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I don’t usually write about fashion, I wasn’t even sure I had a category for that, but this calls for an exception.

Siberian goldsmith Ola Shekhtman apparently has been crafting a new ring while moving around the world: Paris, London, Washington (D.C.), Hong Kong, New York, San Francisco, Boston, Stockholm, Edinburgh, Charleston, Berlin.

Now, she doesn’t have all of my cities: I call for Jerusalem, of course, and Milan. In a while I might be needing Moscow and something in Taiwan, but that’s a different story. Still, I would be satisfied to wear Paris on my annularis (because it’s Paris). And hey, when somebody talks about construction sites without the proper knowledge I can always show them Amsterdam on my middle finger. Doing it without the ring is far less elegant.

 

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