The yard of my childhood.
Except there were almost no cars. It was relatively safe to kick the ball there.
During the holidays Kirov street becomes a pedestrian street for a few hours.
Or half pedestrian.
People are amicably waiting.
And waiting.
Waiting for the Olympic fire.
How to get around the puddle?
That's how we live. The sand further down the street says that preparations are being made for the new sidewalk tile instead of asphalt.
It will be just like here.
