Through the places where they live late. Vakhtin B.

... The normal city is full of hasty people, and it even comes across such unfortunate people, who, on Sundays, ending all things and walking, hurry up from habit... And here - a whole city of late! The sun goes as it hit, all the hours stand, no one is in a hurry, because everyone has long been late everywhere. And in the center of the city there is a stone tower of time, tall, like a poplar...

b. Bakhtin “Through the places where the delayed people live.”