The only reason I returned to this boring neighborhood again is a piece of dilapidated housing. There are only two houses here, which I call apartment barracks.
By tradition, there is a long rickety barn in front of the houses.
The doghouse is fenced, but there is no one inside.
There were moments when I was drawn to shoot graphics.
An old wooden well is still preserved in the courtyard, possibly even functioning to this day.
This appendix of Soviet Avenue is a dead end - the passage rests on the territory of the CHP. Otherwise it would be a full-fledged street and would have to give it a different name.
There were, it seems to me, three barracks, because next to it there is a wasteland the size of just the same house.
Well, how not to shoot a graphic plot?
There are already multi-storey brick houses across the road, but it didn't bother someone to build several greenhouses and make a vegetable garden.
There is a clothing market nearby.
During the day it is quite crowded here, but in the evening I did not meet a single passer-by, not a single car passing by.
Someone carefully preserved the birch tree. Or maybe he was just afraid of a fine for a felled tree...
The barrier at the intersection of the carriageway with the railway tracks is in good working order.
I decided to take a walk along the railway tracks. So, by the way, you can take a good shortcut way.
Co-operative garages stand along the paths, as is often the case.
Two lines: one leads to the river port, and the other deep into the industrial zone. Both are valid.
You can also use them to get onto the main railway line, but it is already dangerous there due to heavy traffic of passing trains.
There are no fences or warning signs anywhere. Everywhere there are trodden paths, people walk everywhere.
I also tried to walk through one of the garage co-ops, but it got even more boring and I went back.