Recently, I often played in the evenings near the Museum of the Revolution, in the Ploshchad Revolyutsii metro area. When the holidays are stressful, the police come up to me and tell me to leave. I ask what's wrong, but then I pack up and leave. Many of them have already seen me there, and police cars pass by when I play. When it's cold, I usually go to the transition. In this case, there was wind, I went, where are the steps, the entrance to the Okhotny Ryad shopping center, there is a depression, there is such a descent. I sat down where there was a wide staircase. Naturally, he didn’t bother anyone - there’s about eight to ten meters to the entrance. people can One hundred to two hundred fit on the stairs. The day is Wednesday, there is actually no one: a couple of people are standing, smoking, and one or two more are going down or up. I’ve sat there from time to time before, and the guards didn’t turn me away.
And then he played a couple of things somewhere - the police arrived, two policemen. They say there was a call that I was disturbing and gathering people around me. I say: “Okay, I’m leaving, I’m already going to leave.” - “No, come with us, they will explain to you there. If you resist, we will use force.” What to do? I got ready, loaded my things - a saw and a combo. Let's go there, I waited there for two and a half hours. At that time they were just drawing up a protocol. Without witnesses, without anything.
I read the protocol when they brought me into the room. I completely disagreed with him: it was written that I had committed an offense under Article 20.2.2, part 1 , that I organized a non-public speech or something like that involving ten or more people. Well, completely far-fetched. I say: “I will not sign such a protocol.” They say: “Whatever you want, documents will still be filed in court. Write that you do not agree.” I wrote that I did not agree with the protocol, but I signed it anyway . They gave me a second copy, but they didn’t give me a copy of the receipt for the seizure of my things—both my saw and my combo were taken from me. Now I have practically nothing to earn.