our director grigory polyachik was forced to arrange a theater morgue. 56 artists died. right on stageical service was created by the ballerinas of our theater, they all learned how to give the first help, a service was created that taught them to shoot, and another service that taught them to extinguish. bomb, everyone came to the theater every day ; those who didn’t come meant they died. at the pushkin theater. some stopped washing because they had to go to the neva for water, and this was a waste of energy. in the artistic restrooms, the only conversation was about where to get duranda or something to eat. the girls lost weight catastrophically, apathy appeared, dystrophy set in, and then there were lessons. well then, here is an order for you, in accordance with the professional labor discipline of the military time will appear tomorrow at 10:00 am. the sea spreads wide, the waves. i’m in this invigorated fur coat, because in the hall it can be 4-8°, sometimes there are bombings, but we don’t go down, like the artists, the bomb shelter, the performance continues, the sea is wide, t