despite everything, hunger, cold, death, he refuses to die, a famous story like one artist, lydia kolesnikova stood in the wings, her exit was needed, she took off the fur coat in which she stood, ran out... it smells like hot ham, burnt-out sugar, the wounded city was covered in clouds of smoke , hysterics, screams, crazy eyes , confusion, hopelessness, in september the rules of the food supply system began to change, they said that not only products had disappeared from the stores, but even their smell, now the trading floors smelled. emptiness. at the site of the badayevsky warehouses that burned down after the bombing, people used buckets to collect soil mixed with cereal and burnt sugar. there was no longer peace, warmth, or food in leningrad. but despite everything, it was necessary not only to survive, but to preserve human dignity to win. a ration card in the winter of forty -one, forty-two, this is life. at the beginning of the month i lost this card. it was the most hungry time in february forty- two. the director of the theater suggested that i write a statement to the city commiss