For the Face of Everyman, it was easy to see that Natasha had fallen on hard times and that she had returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to take whatever hand out was offered. The venerable sage took this time of her vulnerability to suggest that she dance in his latest opus.


The ballet troupe booked in to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to rest before their World Tour began. the Face of Everyman convinced Natasha that an afternoon performance for the lunch crowd would make new fans for ballet. Natasha received a standing ovation from an appreciative audience.

Damsel in Distress

Natasha had made plans to open a ballet dance studio at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; but, fate struck again. A mask mandate renewed Monday. What to do? What to do? Ever to the rescue of damsels in distress the Face of Everyman offered to rent her the where with all for virtual classes.

Blistering Heat

Borris and Natasha had reserved a nest without air conditioning; it seemed frivolous to spend good money on such trivial pleasures. Upon arrival the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had temperatures above 100 F. the face of Everyman suggested that they walk along the promenade until temps cooled. Both are reminded of Yalta where they met and a portrayal of their lives by Anton Chekhov.

Dove Cote

Natasha sought out the Face of Everyman. Her complaint was the same as always; housekeeping at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had not changed the straw in the dove cote. The venerable sage knew that this one omission was enough to lose a star on the Michelin rating. He would forego his nap to set this matter straight.


In Natasha’s mind she was returning to her childhood home as tho she had not been gone lo these seventy odd years.  The Cabana huts at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa did resemble the colorful homes in that Central Asian Republic of her birth.  the Face of Everyman quickly assessed her state of mind and called out to her in her native tongue.  “Natasha.  It’s good to see you again. Your Mom is playing Bingo at the church.  Why not wait here for her?”  Social Services arrived soon and took over the situation.


Boris a cobbler and Natasha a seamstress claimed that they were here to seek asylum from some obscure oppressive regime.  Only the Face of Everyman sensed their true motives.  In truth, this charming couple were here to hack the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Casino slots and gaming machines.  The venerable sage quickly put freeze on all his accounts; world-wide.   Link leads off site: https://tinyurl.com/gvhry43