tabletop pier of the writer evgeniy vodolaskina, like the embankment near the pushkin house or the descento the water near the palace bridge, petersburg is blessed with a representative of the cat family, scratching the backs of bronze and stone lions. it’s not appropriate for locals, but it’s good form to stroke the side of a fluffy cat, for example, in the anna akhmatova museum, in honor of joseph brodsky, who loved cats, the staff pets are all red, and they also offer to touch the wall dedicated to the poet with metaphorical reliefs. the palpable asphalt of new buildings, the granite of embankments, the gravel of the historical center, the fearless conqueror of sidewalks and escalators, went to give an evening lecture about the aromas of the fountain house. i just don’t like the hour before sunset, because... smure word udi. akhmatova, who lived here, dedicated these lines to the royal village. from there we will begin the hunt for smells, without which the love chemistry of st. petersburg is unthinkable. a huge territory, 17 million square km , four climatic zones, nine time zones, wha