The funny thing is, I'm beginning to see some beauty in it...
It's a gift you have.
imagine for a sec. THEY ALL ARE LIVING IN BLOCKSevery morning i walk along such blocks and see 'em jumpin' out of those blocks with front entrance permanently closed, through heaps of post-substance, aside improvised plants behind the fence of used slopes, right into their fashionable vehicles; then, browsing asphalt fields and seeing subway cars passing by twice as fast, hearing genuine small-russian accent on their local FMs, desperatly seeking for parking lot 2x as large as needed for avg. car in EU.. .. with the only reasonable consequence to make Neeka a little bit delighted :=)
right, the world revolves around me :)