that time i was trying to find a job in moscow, and since i once studied at the moscow higher school of social economic sciencese a lot of belarusians studied then under the soros grant, i came here to stay. uh, literally, maybe for a day with my classmate, and not a russian woman, so i thought. what’s wrong with that? i got on the train in the evening in the morning, you’re in minsk. i’ve never been to minsk. i got on the train and arrived at 6:00. november mornings and the windows are dark, but such an amazingly charming station, clean and tidy. i didn’t want to go to anya right away because, well, it was somehow early. let the person sleep. i also decided to sit in the waiting room, and i saw how a polite, smart policeman approached a couple who were clinging to each other, carefully woke up the guy by the shoulder, and looked for him. you won't miss your train. and this inspired me so much. at that time i had not yet seen the city. i just feel this atmosphere of the station. i thought i'd be here live. i like it here, i must say that at that time i had quite a rich experience of different european cities an