quarenghi was a classicist, and did not like baroque, but shoot, he said so, but when i pass by the smolny so beautiful, why? it is all crossed by rivers, where you will find such an avenue as nevsky, which is crossed by the moika, and the fontanka, and the griboyedov canal, which of course is more correct to be called ekaterinsky, because griboyedov is a muscovite, he has no place here well, it was built under catherine, and then there’s niva, yes. and so on, in general, an absolute miracle, yes, here is the poem st. petersburg rivers, i see, i see , early in the morning, rushing into the neva, and the bypass, and the fountain , like a bottle, i’ll steal the kronverkh river, and the bridleless channels, i see their agility in the morning. .. the name on a tablet of a deadly black river, an elusive thread, i hear , i hear, an awkward sigh, the cry of a life lived , i see ekateringovka, glare, reflections, horseshoes, a bold reflection, oil, i see a gray tint, a sink, an umbrella of hooks, a climbing wall, a buckle , karpovka, smolenka, styx, cocytus, i am an acherunt , you see, i connected