Take a taxi to Tbilisi. The interruption. Everyone is signaling and screaming in the open windows. Apart from our driver, although his appearance dismisses all doubts about the purity of Georgian origin.

I ask, why don’t you attend this celebration?

I worked as a taxi driver for five years.

and?

On the first day, he was fun and bet on someone. He stopped, two strong guys came out of the car and explained that this is a cultural capital and this is not possible here. explained in a profitable way. Since then, I have been driving as a cultural person. Even at home.