
Reading Aloud
A podcast dedicated to reading aloud, featuring texts in both Russian and English. The host presents literary works and other material, helping listeners appreciate the sound of two languages. Episodes likely focus on bilingual reading practice and cultural exchange. The show aims to make reading accessible and engaging through spoken word.
Episodes

Горячка
Любовь

28
Too late

Есенин
Я покинул

Вечера
Вечера

Борщ
Развод

Six Years
Six Years.

Gray Cat
Or two

Покаяние 3
История

Boss
Sales

Color of Fog
Maple leave

Покаяние часть 2
Взятка

Покаяние которого не было 1 и 2 части
Покаяние

Есенин 1911
Звезды

Человек
Чувствовать

В зареве
Иван Суриков 1869

Chasing Dreams
Chasing Dreams

The worst of me
Late

Вороны
Дрозды

The knock
Mentoring

Jort heist
Jorts

Keeper
Lighthouse

По средам. (Unabridged)
Два в одном

По средам (часть2)
Молчание

Ninth circle
Dante

По средам , часть 1
Незначительные истории

Humour
I was staring at the ceiling, doing what a man does after a successful operation: waiting for the medal.

Bull
It was late and the room was dark and warm. The fan turned slowly on the ceiling. She lay on her side with her back to him. Her breathing was slow and even. He lay on his back and looked at the ceiling and then he slept.

Skydiving 2
Proposal

Sevastopol
1854

50
Retirement

Skydive
End over end

Success
Fight

Nonna Rosa
Marco

60 seconds
One call

Once
She woke before the sun and made coffee the way her husband used to, too strong, with a pinch of salt. She carried it to the garden, where the tomatoes she'd planted in April were finally red. She ate one standing up, still warm, juice running down her wrist.

Champagne
The sun sank over the water. The champagne on the table had gone warm. Neither of them cared. It was that kind of beach. Staff came only when needed. Neither had touched a phone in an hour.

Wife
Thinking

Октябрь
Любовь

The Heat
Promise

Replica
Teleport

Arrangement
“An interim arrangement”The hotel was called the #Nimb, which sounded less like a hotel than something you were supposed to pronounce correctly before being allowed inside. Five stars, #Tivoli Gardens, #Copenhagen. Five stars meant, among other things, that you could pay an obscene amount of money to lie awake in a very comfortable #bed.

Bad weather
Home alone

Солнце
Море

The waiting
Promises

Вагон
Поезд

Stairs
Success

Two photographs
Hey

Стихи
Про слёзы

Single malt
Money

All in
a room

Peaceful
Proverbs

Cafeteria
Solid build

Tundra
Wolves

Older
A space

The mud
Intelligence

Fishing
A lesson

Tactical reality
A miracle

A phone call
Yesterday

Never quite worked
Conference

Next generation
Too much

A pub
Dog

Last thing left
The cabin was dark, business-class dark, the kind of darkness you pay eleven hundred dollars extra for. The engines had settled into that long monotonous hum that airlines use, he suspected, to keep people from thinking too hard about physics. He had the window. She had the aisle. Their elbows were sharing the armrest like two countries sharing a disputed border, and neither side was calling in th

A broken shoelace
The morning began with a broken shoelace.

I took the leather chair, the good one, the one clients probably fought over.
I took the leather chair, the good one, the one clients probably fought over. My briefcase sat by my feet, black and locked, like it had secrets of its own. The room smelled like a law library after a flood: old paper, and under it, rain.

Boeing
World

In vino veritas
#Блок

Цветы
Есенин

Tactic
The streetlight outside cut through the blinds in uniform strips. I lay on my back and didn't move, which was probably the best thing I could do at that moment. She shifted. I felt her weight redistribute across the mattress, felt her eyes on me. I knew that look. She was about to ask me something I didn't want to answer.

Busy
I had a list. Not written down, I'm not that organized, but I could recite it the way some guys recite batting averages: my brother's drinking, my best friend's crumbling marriage, my mother's loneliness since the divorce, a coworker's confidence problem that apparently only I could solve. Somewhere along the way, being useful had become my whole personality. Maybe my only personality.

#alone
A song

Луна
Бунин

Twain
Tesla

Soldiers
War

Rough patch
Tuscany

Italy
Tuscany

A client
Chess

A cigarette
Hard way

Food
Box

Rain
Cafe

A dentist
AI
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