Merchants Stakheevs, Lyamins... Paths strewn with broken bricks still crunch underfoot... Sokolniki Park, a favorite place for festivities of Muscovites of all generations. Once these quiet places were chosen for the construction of summer cottages by eminent merchants, nobles, and the clergy. On the radial clearings, away from the noise of the city, under the old lindens, they enjoyed peace.

Stones of Kronstadt, gray with time and lost their original gloss, rough bumpy to the touch, with cracks and gouges from bullets and shells. They are silent, but if they could speak, remember.

The year 1919 is blazing. Outside the window of a car gray with road dust, Opels and Fords rush by. Here is a small Fiat with an open top stopped at the bridge, having pulled over to the side of the road. It is important that children of 5-6 years old sit in it, and their mothers, perhaps for the first time in their lives, go in a car.