Apartment great man

In one room kvartity this man on the Kryukov Canal now I live. Perhaps it is self-hypnosis, but it works much better here than anywhere else. More than a hundred years ago. Once upon a time there lived a man in an apartment rososhnoy (by the way – where you can find pictures of that time?), Then more than forty in a huge communal. Now, from the forty remaining 10. Waiting for resettlement, for 20 years already. Maybe more. A strange combination of old Soviet shells and imported washing machines, toilets, similar to a barn and a beautiful new shower. According erased to the ground floor planks wonderful dog chasing a ball Bonia. On the weekends of the rooms of children’s laughter is heard. The kitchen in the morning kurlykayut pigeons. In the windows overlooking the canal, as if on air, go to work. In the summer of wheeling travel channel and talk about that, “In this house lived Stravinsky.” Located inside the “house” to hear it’s pretty funny. Who would have explained that in addition to the composer is about a hundred years are other, different people from different eras, even cultures. Now I, for example. Once upon a time in my childhood I have dreamed a terrible dream that our house is firmly nailed boards, and we forget the inside. And so the whole family to peek into the slit windows boarded the scene outside and can not get out. Now I see that this is possible and not in a dream. Stravinsky’s apartment – a living example of that. Renovate the building facades, and people who live here, forget the inside. And now they’re all waiting, and when they will release a different world. To be honest, I really want to, but afraid to shoot them. Somehow it seems that my little camera lens intrudes into a very personal space and offends those people. Although they do not mind, and many are very textural, and they even have a story to tell. For example a beautiful woman, Nina Ilinishna told in a personal conversation about the two years of German occupation. She was then five years old, but she remembers that the Germans were paying even parsley, torn from them in the garden. Once a German, Umida little hungry child, gave a bag of sweets. It was strange to hear that. Valentina – a modern, lively, interesting woman, who, as she told me later, 35 buried her husband and a grown up, and two beautiful vyuchala docherey. Esche is a strange old woman with a huge shaggy dog. Since it is difficult to talk about anything, because I do not know her priorities in life. Yes, and probably unnecessary, rather “talk” with her dog. One day a few years ago people came here from the UK, mud, museum Stravinsky. However, they are not surprised the state apartments, and melenkoe miracle lies in the very spot where stood the cradle of the composer. Time anyway, when and who lived there. But the photo is the kitchen in its modern form has taken its place on the wall of the British Museum of the composer. One thing I do all the same I can not understand how sravnitilno young, working, wonderful people can live so many years? Probably flown from the ceiling plaster in the kitchen for them is irrelevant. There is no more time. It stopped and waiting for some infinitely distant past hour.

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