Personal theater

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Everything here in the old way.
Nothing has changed
Tram tracks, as always, break the rhythm
Starving people are plopping along Nevsky Prospekt searching for happiness.
I'm playing the role in my personal theater.
All tickets are sold out, the hall is crowded.
I have nothing to hide. I really don't care what I look like. I am far from the first on this stage.

Old St. Petersburg knows how it should be.

Everything that was in St. Petersburg will remain here forever.