" At the hour of the hot spring sunset at Patriarch's Pond two citizens appeared.The first of them -some 40 years old and dressed in a a grey summer suit- was short, well fed and bald.... The second - a broad-shouldered. gingery, shock headed young man.... was wearing a cowboy shrt, crumpled white trousers and black soft shoes.
.... ....
Yes, the first strang thing about that terrible May evening should be noted. Not just by the booth but along the entire tree-lines avenue, running paralled to Malaya Bronnaia street, not a single person was about...
.... Having quenched their thirst, the writers immediately started hiccuping, they settled up and seated themselves on a bench with their faces to the pond and their backs to Bronnaya."
(from www.oneworldclassics.com)
This is the beginning of one of the most interesting books I have read so far.
The picture here portays the Patriasrhi Prudy, where Bulgakov set the opening scene of this intriguing and surprising story.
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