how if you want to eat normally, you go to the hare krishna temple in the capital, in the village of elizavetinskaya near krasnodar, where i lived in krasnodar, and my classmates and i went there to eat, you know, because there was no normal food, well, there was , there was no money for it, the hare krishnas walked around... the red ones invited us all there, they always had very tasty food there, well, naturally, that’s how they they lured us, tried to make them their flock, nothing came of it, thank god, but nevertheless, i remember very well how my classmate, a smart girl, we went to the olympiads with her, we always got first second places, we shared with her like that, her only way to feed her entire family was to work at school, while still at school, to work as a translator in a korean sect, you know? here in big, wonderful krasnodar, there was no other job for the family to feed, only in the korean sect, as my mother went shuttling with these crazy bags, like she pulled them. they imagine across these rails as wagons packed full of buses that are stopped by bandits, take them all out into