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Today I decided to show the reflections that I caught in the apartment. Usually, my reflection fishing takes place on a river or some bodies of water. It can even be ordinary puddles on the street or shop windows.
A little story about today's reflections.
For the last 4 years, my daughter has been studying at the Physics and Mathematics Lyceum in the regional center of Kirov. I have been working in Kirov for 5 years now. For convenience, we rented a studio apartment in Kirov, not far from the lyceum, for 3 years. Last year, my former university classmate offered to live in her apartment. She took her mother to her home in Moscow, and the apartment was left empty. That's why my daughter and I have been living in this apartment since September last year. My daughter was there every day, sometimes even on weekends, but I wasn't there every day.
My daughter graduated from school. My classmate sold her apartment 2 weeks ago. Now she has asked me to take out all the furniture and things from the apartment, or to write an advertisement so people can take all the contents of the apartment for themselves. I took photos for that. And, of course, caught the reflections.
I took this little wicker basket for myself. It's a pity to just throw it all away. People took a lot of small furniture and other things; let them serve someone else rather than disappear into the landfill.
Friends, has anyone used such a lamp? Yes, in my childhood I often had to use it in winter. Usually at the end of the year, before the New Year, the Administration in our village turned off the electricity for an hour or 2. Of course, this happened in the evening. My parents were still at home, and I was home alone, lighting candles or a lamp like this. Why did this happen? It was called "planned energy savings"; it was during the Soviet era.
That's why I took her home, too. Sometimes we have an emergency power outage in our village. There was a storm recently, and there was no electricity for almost a day because the poles fell and the wires broke.
A piano was used as a mirror.
By the way, 2 people wanted to pick him up, but they had a problem getting him down from the 7th floor to the street. There is no freight elevator in the house. I can imagine how this piano was lifted up here. Once upon a time, my son also played the piano, and we took him up a narrow staircase to the third floor. It's not an easy task.
Now such musical instruments can be found in the landfill. People are buying compact electronic keyboard instruments.
Maybe someone needs this wall? In Soviet times, people dreamed of such furniture because it was not made in Russia. Such furniture still had to be searched for and bought. But now no one wants to take it anymore.
Who sees me in the cupboard door? I tried not to get into the photo, but it didn't work out.
That's not all the furniture. All this must be removed from the apartment before August 24. I need to get a team of movers to do this. And that will be the end of my life in Kirov. Now I will have to drive from home to the office early in the morning, and then drive home in the evening.
Thanks for reading...
Text & Photography by 
@apnigrichGood luck and have fun
