Ilya Milstein We cannot defeat Putin. Go to the Kremlin, take a special pass, get to the cosmodrome, sit in the rocket, fly into space, look out the window. She, Russia, the grain of sand in the ocean of eternity, and Putin is hidden in it, in the grain of sand, and his life is only a moment in the life of a great country, and you can’t see our life at all, we don’t see us. Until we love Putin. Honestly, love, without feints and fuck.