Cat's Ears

Back then, there was no such thing as Verkhniy da Ilinsk. Only our Polevaya da Sy*ser*ty. Even in the north, they jingled a bit with iron—just a little. But Sy*ser*ty lived brighter than all. You see, it lay on the road toward the Cossack side. People went through there, and rode through. We ourselves traveled to the pier under Revda with iron. On the road, you never know who you’ll meet, what you’ll hear. And there were many villages around.