Walking candles. Green cloth. Maps, jewelry, tokens. The crazy views of the players, trembling hands, impassive voices of the croupier. Here it is, the refuge of passions and vice. In any case, this is how this place was drawn to millions of Soviet citizens, to which maps, this is the legacy of the bourgeois world, like all the objects of the cult, crossed in the form somewhat with a wretched: preference on the beach or in the room, point or fool in the school toilet.