Today in New York City appeared the street named Sergey Dovlatov. In honor of this favorite:
We settled somehow with the writer Demidenko on the boxes near the beer bar.
The shops. Waiting for the discovery. Through it passes an alchemy, launched like this. He asks us: How long?
Demidenko replied, “There is no clock.
And so are the villagers.
Alkas looked at him contemptuously:
So are villagers? Not such a villager, but such a villager. This is a middle class.
It was muddy!
Demidenko then admired: - Even Alkashi can teach French!