12 March 2010. Circling jet with heavy wings, two engines each, gray clouds moving towards rain...
Puchezh. A theater group, indeterminate year. Staging or restaging an early Soviet event. Each character distinct in their seeming sameness--a padded jacket with tilted head, the young man in long European leather coat, floppy wide lapels, serious mein. Youthful women wrapped in babushkas. It's cold, as well--hands tucked in pockets or behind backs. Young faces, attentive and ready. At once accepting--and questioning.
A miracle.
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