I’m 20 years old, I’m moving from my parents to live my own family. I’m getting to this area, gloomy and
inhospitable, the working district of the St. Petersburg suburb after a familiar and understandable one, where I grew up.
My life here was not easy, but I managed
to love my «little homeland» and accept it as it is, with
imperfection around. When you walk these streets, you get the feeling that time
These buildings are 100 years old, they
are not protected by the state as architectural monuments. But I see this as a part of the city’s history. It is not a familiar thing, not advertised, but