I also repeatedly took part in exhibitions in this wonderful house . There's quite a unique atmosphere . As if committing a trip back in time and completely forget that you are in the center of Moscow ... The doorbell rings , dog barking, as if waiting for you here and you are always welcome. Especially in winter , when you get outside the door to the veranda , fragrant wood, with windows twined whimsical frosty lace ... But most importantly , it is people ! All harmonize with the interiors of houses . But then the British Ambassador or a strange woman dressed in the latest fashion 50s . Stewards of course, was Yamschikov Sawa . He sat on the couch, always surrounded by people and stacks of papers, the phone rang incessantly. New arrivals immediately offered to drink tea ...
(a lot of uncomplimentary words read about him , but let them remain on the conscience of the authors)
Very bright man he was!
Eternal memory of him !
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