Ilya Milstein. Courtesy Photo There was an escape to a jerk if you remember. Insolent, stupid, daytime. Vologda - from the feet. And - forward the head ... Well, the sad, almost inevitable completion of the camp plot, reckoning. The whole platoon beat me, was already tired twice. Vysotsky's song. Damned, for example, the Stalinist years. Now everything is wrong, guys. That is, not quite so. Probably caught during the escape, as before, they hit a mortal battle.