anthony, ponorovskaya’s son from her marriage to the african wayland rod, was a boy in the nineties.for a walk with him, i didn’t understand who i gave birth to - a little mouse, some tiny little one, but he was just like a doll, tiny. when anthony was little, irina often left him with her grandmother in leningrad, while she went on her next tour, tried not to appear in public with the boy again, and spent all her free time with him in her parents’ apartment. in those years , she could even give an interview to journalists like this at the leningrad airport after... you flew to your son, and he suffers without you, but he has been suffering without me since the first day, because he and i have developed something from the first minute of his conception, let’s say, there has been such love and such desire for each other, and such a need for each other that even he, living with his grandmother , still the most beloved creature is my mother, and when i come, there is no one else for him except. when anthony grew up, it became more difficult for ponorovskaya to protect him, then irina vi