Oh, my Arbat ...

• Oh, my Arbat ...

Each stone is familiar to me in the small town where I was born and raised. And how funny it is to read reviews about these random tourists, painfully familiar and native places. I suspect that my posts on Moscow would be just ridiculous and naive in the eyes of Muscovites. At least the root. And there are many of them left?))

Moscow. How much that word ... No, actually, it is not an empty phrase. It is now many children from the province of half the world can travel around, but did not visit the capital. Another thing before - thanks to the "iron curtain". Since 6 years, I have regularly visited Moscow. Red Square, museums ...

One of my favorite places in Moscow was the Novy Arbat and Kalinin Prospekt. Perhaps today it is ridiculous, and who is and is not clear, but then it was Kalinin for me (probably not only) was the piece of the future, the reference fragment of the modern city. It was a "piece of the West", if you will ...

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Particularly striking juxtaposition of old churches with beautiful, modern skyscraper. On the one hand puzzling why do was to leave what that little church, but on the other hand, it emphasizes the enormity and scale transformations. Many Soviet photo artists and just loved this view. I then, student, forgivable, but it?

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It is interesting that today the thrill of this neighborhood exactly the opposite. Just me? As water and fire are seen by today's students?

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Now imagine scary as a monument of history and architecture was irretrievably lost during the construction of the Kalinin Prospekt ... However, do not compare it to the Via dei Fori Imperiali in Rome tsetre, paved through the ancient walls of Mussolini?

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This is our Benito))

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And there was a great building!))

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That would have to climb up there with a metal detector!

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