When you’ve got an outdoor museum to run and not many farm animals on the premises, you have to be creative.
Life finds a way and people find ways of making grey staircases be more lively. If you disregard the fact that the USSR-era lift was broken when we arrived (it hasn’t been changed since the building opened in the early 80s), most things looked much better than I remember them being in the 90s.
I hadn’t been back in almost a decade, 8 years maybe. It’s strange how some things just cannot be forgotten – the neighbourhood I grew up in is ingrained in my memory forever, the parks, the kindergarten I went to (and the one I didn’t), the school I attended for less than a year (and that other school across the house).