October 93rd. Congress deposition
Moscow in October 1993. An unforgettable impression. After the offensive of the commandant, I return from Old Square to the hotel. The car glides through the "extinct" city - neither people nor transport. We are stopped by the police on a checkpoint - in body armor, helmets and with Kalashnikov on the chest. "Pass". The driver from the garage of the Presidential Administration makes a pass. "Why one print, should there be two today?" Simple scene. “Your documents,” is already a question for me.