In my first vacation by car, I, travelling through Yekaterinburg, lost myself and went to some garages where men were sitting and crawling. Five years later, I went through Yekaterinburg again and lost myself again and went to the same garages. Who did I see in the garage? Sitting and cuddling men. And I think they are the same. Before asking the road again, I told them about this case. No muscle on the face trembled in the harsh garage alkasha with dim eyes. They said yes, they’ve been there for a long time.

It is in youth to break up with anyone - it hurts, with age, the breakup with nonsense begins to bring joy.

Once I was in Almaty, working on an exhibition. I did not see the sights, there was a lot of turmoil, from morning to night, I walked in the pavilion, ate there. Feeding, I have to say, well, a large bowl of fat flour, cakes of all kinds, compot. And all this cost less than a hundred rubles a day, and apples are generally free - eat as much as you can.
But now the exhibition is over, the exhibits are packed, there is half a day free.
- And what is so important in Kazakhstan, without which it is impossible to leave, given that I already have a green tube? I ask the locals.
The Bechbarmak! “The truckers shouted and they all showed me their dark fifths, Beshbarmak!
To find the best restaurant of national cuisine I commissioned a taxi driver. We drove on an endlessly long boulevard, three-digit numbers flashed on the houses, then we turned out on the street, and again we drove long, long.

It seems to be permission to hunt with a bow and arrows and it is that technological breakthrough that has been talked about so much.