This is our backyard, too. A couple of days ago. The guy fell off the bench shortly after I took the picture. Very theatrical.
I've been planning to write a piece called Planet Besarabka since 2002 - but I got bogged down hopelessly in the first few paragraphs. Maybe the title's wrong: the immensity of it all, is it really possible to squeeze everything into one piece?
From my balcony at night, I used to watch really interesting scenes down at the playground - like a theater spectator. I really can't wait to write about one or two I took notes on.
And I would never allow Marta to live in that room facing the playground: it'd teach her to curse before she learned how to talk.