don't understand this tradition, you know, of kissing hands, i once filmed a story about the kiev-pechersk the lavraits history, well, the kiev-pechers lavra was then kept in the pcmp, and they presented us with a cameraman and a sound engineer to the father of some orthodox moscow patriarchate, one thing is certain, he was an enlightened old man. was it just like that, no, no, he was from the moscow patriarchate, father, well, he was an enlightened old man or just an old man, or he was just fat, old man, tagu, and he followed us, so that sometimes we journalists got into the wrong place, something was wrong, he followed us on the lookout and showed us what was possible to take off, and what can’t be done, but after him, because there all the time parishioners come, and here they ran after him, ran and said everything after him, bless, bless and ran to kiss... his hand, and he walked so, i kept looking at it, what was he going to do, he was terribly unhappy, i don't know why, we didn't seem to spoil his mood, nothing that bad, he forgot to wash his hands after going to the toilet, he didn't like the