|
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
Inspired by the words of a random beauty, Slava quits his job as a freight forwarder and his wife Masha, who does not understand him, for the sake of a dream of becoming a professional psychic. The scope of his abilities is dowsing. And now he scans passers-by in the passages, selflessly looking for the sources of water in the gardens and lives with the guard in the booth. |
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
