The madness of the white nights. Valiullin R. R.

Buy a ticket, go to St. Petersburg, you can even one. Be sure to fall in love with someone, in extreme cases - to the city. You will begin to patch up black days with white nights, to reduce and breed bridges, the roads of which will burrow the marking into the sky.

to reach the heights, to become great - it seemed to him that everything was visible from a height. But all that he saw: the city is cold, people do not change, they fly away for weeks, on Sunday evening everyone thinks about happiness. Someone is digesting Saturday, others do not digest Monday. The issue of happiness is still open as a window in which you can see the stars, but you can just smoke...