The Mongols didn’t want to trade no more with the foreigners, Janniberg, the Khan of the golden Horde waged war against the foreigners. Trouble had broken between the local Mogols and the foreign settlers in kaffa. It started with the Mogol soldiers who were besieging the walls of Kaffa. Father would go on for months and then return with goods from Ragusa, a place he promised he'd take us, A placed he never did. I was there when the artra mors started. Father had met mother in Kaffa, she was the daughter of a local influential pea-farmer and they had moved out of Kaffa to settle in a pea farm on the outskirt of the city It was what mother had wanted. There was always something new in Kaffa, be it a tunic or some new kind of food. I could still remember it's ancient walls, fortified by two concentric stone walls. Foreigners moved into Tartar and the city thrived. Father was a merchant who brought wool, flax and dried nuts from Ragusa to kaffa-which was then slowly turning to a center of commerce given it's proximity to the seaports. The tubes on his nose reminded me of the scarecrow we had in our little village in Tartar among the people of Mongol. On his nose was a long tube with little holes allowing just enough air in. He wore huge spectacles strapped to his head, and for a moment he looked like a misplaced ' kamelon'. Metal strings were attached to the tip of his fingers, and a thick cloth was worn across his face save for his eyes and nose. He was dressed in a heavy black cloak and his hands were adorned with black gloves which covered the entirety of his elbow. The first appearance of the plague doctor would put even the black death to a fright. His footsteps were loud owing to the metal boots worn which were a knee long. Sometimes, the bread had molds on them, and the berries were too dry. I rose to my feet after hearing the approaching footsteps of the plague doctor. The food was dropped a distance from the ship and then we came out singly to pick our ration. Only a dozen of us made it to Ragusa that rainy morning. Old ships and Cabins were also used to hold a number of us in and our food was given to us by slaves of the plague doctors, for this slaves were never allowed inside the city. Half of the crew and passengers had died on board and their bodies hurled into the ocean on the instructions of the priest. We were eighty persons in number that left kaffa six months before. I was among the six that barely survived the quarantinio. And if he’d prefer to ride off into the sunset on what he’s referring to as an “Epilogue” film, that’s actually brilliant.It was the fortieth day, of been held up in the ship that conveyed us from Kaffa, to Ragusa. In a way, I’m happy that Quentin Tarantino recognizes Once Upon a Time… in Hollywood is a very, very difficult film to top. I kind of like the idea… I could change my mind, but I kind of like the idea of that being like the last big epic, and the last (movie) kind of being more of an autumnal epilogue. But I don't see me trying to ‘out epic’ Once Upon a Time in Hollywood. I could absolutely change my mind on this. But so, that nips all those ideas in the bud. I don't even know if I have one more movie. I have four more movies.' Whatever the time is. If I would like to be on a normal trajectory, I’d go, ‘Well, okay, I got three more movies. Why not do that?’ … Now would be the time in the career where I would do that good book, just because it would make a good movie. Well, it'll stop it from being something frivolous, you know? It'll stop me from going, ‘Hey, that's a good book. For example, when discussing the impact because he knows this film will be his last, Tarantino explained to ReelBlend: As we said, Quentin Tarantino told us that he hasn’t come up with the idea of what his final film will be, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t share at least a few details about his thought process on it.
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