Isn’t a witch, who yearns for eternal love, beautiful in her own way? And isn’t the tree that has grown out of sewage water in an old basement wonderful? Touch the things someone forgot on a commuter train— and for a moment, and forever, step into the abandoned video arcade. Walk through the frozen canals of Petersburg and leaf through the program of an amateur theater near the Fontanka. Feel fear. Feel horror. Feel how its rusty hooks sink into your heart to pull out what until now has been unknown to you… ADMIRATION.