“My grandmother considered herself a very cultured person and often told me about it. At the same time, whether I was wearing shoes or not, she called me a tramp and made a majestic face. I believed my grandmother, but I couldn’t understand why, if she was such a cultured person, we never went to the Cultural Park. After all, I thought, there must be a lot of cultured people there. Grandma will talk to them, tell them about staphylococcus, and I’ll go on the rides...”