Then I headed for the center of town, since it always works out that when I’m looking for the Kremlin I end up at the Kursk Station. But really, could I cut across the Sadovy Circle without a drink? No, I couldn’t. I remember – this I remember clearly – on Chekhov street I downed two glasses of Hunter’s. Of course you’ll ask, “Then what, Venichka, then what did you drink?” But I can’t figure out what I drank next. Therefore, at the same time, I added two mugs of Zhiguli beer and an Albe de dessert port straight from the bottle.
With me it happened the other way around for some reason that is, my soul was strengthened in the highest degree while my members were weakened. One of my acquaintances says that Coriander vodka has antihuman effect on a person that is, it strengthens all the physical members but weakens the soul. Then later, on Kaliaevsky Street, another, only not Zubrovka this time but Coriander.
As soon as I came out of the Savelovo Station I had a glass of Zubrovka to start with, since I know from experience that they’ve not come up with anything better by way of an eyeopener. Again I didn’t see it, and I spent the whole evening wandering around those parts, and I wasn’t even so drunk. How many times (thousands) I’ve walked, drunk or hung over, across Moscow from north to south, east to west, from one end to the other, one way or another, and never did I see the Kremlin. Everyone says, “The Kremlin, the Kremlin.” I hear about it from everybody, but I’ve never seen it myself. It’ll be better that way, because, for one thing, people will read me from the beginning through and, for another, no one will be offended. With this conscientious advice I only assured that all readers – in particular the girls – would head right for the chapter “Hammer and Sickle – Karacharovo,” without even reading the previous chapters, without even so much as reading the words “And drank it straight down.” For this reason, I have considered it necessary in this second edition to toss out of the chapter “Hammer and Sickle – Karacharovo” all the indecent words. In the Introduction to the first edition, I warned all the girls that they ought to skip the chapter “Hammer and Sickle – Karacharovo,” since, after the phrase “And drank it straight down,” there followed nothing but pure obscenity - since, in the entire chapter, save for the phrase “And drank it straight down,” the was not a single printable word. I have often been chastised since then for the chapter “Hammer and Sickle – Karacharovo,” quite without reason. To Vadim Tikhonov, my beloved firstborn, I dedicate these tragic pages.įROM THE AUTHOR The first edition of MOSCOW TO THE END OF THE LINE was sold out quickly, thanks to its being an edition of one copy. Generated by Foxit PDF Creator © Foxit Software For evaluation only.
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