Zakhar Prilepin. Abode (№ 185744)

However, I know what I noticed? In Moscow the sun sets - as the cooled samovar claimed. In St. Petersburg - Petrovsky penny sleeve hid. In Odessa as a hare on the drum rolling... In Astrakhan - the sunset like a red fish to fry. In Arkhangelsk - like frozen fish were treated, but by had passed. In Ryazan as ants eating the deck. In Riga - if the tablet under the tongue put.