“...What did you think, I don’t know that everything is falling apart? It was Comrade Stalin who built us such a crystal building, a palace of communism in a separate country! Just touch something and all the walls go! Or concentration camps with a powerful army - or freedom with anarchy and chaos. And you live between a sweet beginning and a nasty end, like an acrobat on a tightrope! We snorted carefully. To feed the wolves a little, to shear the sheep a little, to jail the dissidents a little, to make cars for the people a little, to reward the masters of art a little. Don’t touch it, it won’t break!...”