Recently my friend Karin (who lives in Berlin) and I met in Moscow. Last time I’ve been to Moscow I was twelve, and could only remember a very tasty ice-cream I ate on Exhibition Grounds, and that my cousin Sasha, whose room I occupied during that visit, had a very cool kind of calculator, which could generate mathematical exercises as a game. This time I had definitely more memories. This city is beautiful, sexy, intriguing, but also cruel, clinical and very cold in every respect.





Patriarch Ponds from «Master & Margarita». Karin and me were really surprised, first, because there are no pondS, but only one pond, second, because it is really tiny, and third, because no trams were found around…


Old supermarket «Eliseevskij». Very impressive: