Marina Yudenich. Oil (№ 375424)

Where is this homeland? You get off your ass from Italian armchairs, a ride of forty kilometres from here - take a look around. And better - at the station, remember more - what is it? And from there by train on native fields and villages. You people in the eye look. People. If you meet people. And I can't promise anything, because people have long turned into a beast. Drunken, lazy, stupid cattle, engorged cheap beer, regardless of gender and age.