and Havana. Russian delegation (geologists) at the cafe. The guests are entertained by a pianist. Looking at us (the nationality of the visitors is calculated by the staff instantly), the tapercha played Vertinsky: "and maybe, in the prithons of San Francisco...". I had to give her money. Inspired, she performed “Podmoskovne večera”, then “Kalinka”. We gave her a few pesos.

Deciding to expand the target audience, the pianist looked around the hall and performed "Hava Nagila". From the corner came a few polite cotton. The piano and the pianist too.