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Topic street performers, circus at all, very tragic (for me) No matter what happens, they should entertain the distinguished publiku.Zakon arena, courage, rabotay.Oni and work number to the end, with a broken collarbone, sprained shoulders, etc. ... And then when no one is looking ..
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A general artistov.Sperva recognition, fame, money .. and then poverty, lack of demand, non-existence ...

[Konstantin]

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should entertain distinguished publiku.Zakon arena, courage, work.

The Sixties - blossoming popularity Yengibarov.

He wrote prose, which he admires Vasili Shukshin; appeared in films with Paradjanov, Rolan Bykov, and the same Shukshin actively touring and performing on stage. The name of the artist was known to all. Yengibarov generates around itself a group that wants to call the theater. But in the Ministry of Culture, unexpectedly denied: "Tell ensemble!" Began rubbing. The national press was forbidden to write about Yengibarov in enthusiastic tone. To escape from trouble, in 1972, the artist decided to briefly go into the city, where he began his career - in Yerevan.

The building went on the circus performance. The clown in the twilight of the room quietly went into the director's box. Uniformitarians spotted a man sitting Yengibarov, and from that moment, each preceded by a number of artists welcome his famous colleague. The audience saw it and went around the room rumble.

Soon the show was suspended, and the ringmaster in a stentorian voice announced: "Dear friends! Today, in our view there is a clown Leonid Yengibarov! "The End of sentence was drowned in a thunder of applause, people welcomed the actor standing. Leonid G. was extremely embarrassed of sudden standing ovation, but was forced to leave the arena. The audience was not abating.

And then moved by a clown, in gratitude for the love on the run came up with a sketch. He seemed to have opened his chest, took out the heart, cut it into hundreds of particles, and sent viewers. Circus shuddered from a new standing ovation, and many in the room to tears. It was a magnificent spectacle worthy of a genius artist. Nobody knew that the brilliant improvisation will be a symbolic farewell to a clown-philosopher.