Throughout the walk, my feelings from a place called Ogarkovo intensified more and more. I began to suspect something was wrong.
All the time there was a feeling of understatement, as if there was something here, but I could not find it.
I even went through some places twice, but I could not understand what kind of strange sensations I had inside.
The next block across the road seemed not so gloomy, maybe there was more light here, or maybe just life.
That evening there was a terrible ice, I had to move very slowly and carefully.
Studying the maps, I analyzed all suburban settlements: they are approximately the same in their structure.
In each village there are several apartment buildings from two to five floors, a kindergarten or school, a couple of shops, a private sector, garages, sheds and summer cottages.
There may be a river nearby.
But the atmosphere, the spirit of the place is always different.
Why is it unbearably boring in a suburban village?
Because there is always a private sector, where everything is fenced off, where there is only a street among public spaces, where there are tasteless new cottages or mutilated old houses, where there is nowhere to walk.
That's why I like to walk through the yards where there are trees, where I can step into any place and no one will say a word to me, where there are different passages and paths between houses, where I can cut the path from one street to another.
It's like a labyrinth and at each point there are different sensations.
Well, what can I do if I experience sensations from all sorts of different places?
...I have already begun to return back and, as always, I decided to take an alternative route to take a shortcut.
And then a surprise awaited me!
To be continued...
