Tsentral'naya Biblioteka Im. A.s. Pushkina

just super! I'm happy.

One has to be enlightened even after years, though: ,, In my mind everything is a carbadet. Well, we always dream, no matter how old we are and, alas, suffer. We build sand castles, despite the wind. We say love: “Bye.” It will be evening again. As if in a fairy tale and living, forgetting loved ones. We only drink vodka with grief, pouring chances. You dream, but you fly away on Earth in your thoughts. And your soul, like on the wing, is in blue it will melt. It will return, having rest, having gained strength there. Thoughts will not all disappear, even from those who have yelled ... "

Very atmospheric, clean, comfortable.