My beloved "uncle" of my one and a half year old son. We live in this area and every time we go out for a walk, the first thing we do is go to him to shake hands 😀
What if it's for luck?
I recommend everyone to say hello)
There is an iron man standing on Kommunisticheskaya Street. Neither the author, nor the title, nor to whom (what) is dedicated. Just another stand for sparrows, which does not carry any semantic or
artistically expressive load. (