Yurmikhalych, the blushing of a little Luzhkov was loved by the Moscow people. He pondered, tinted, reproached the city, built a lot. But having come to taste, he demolished historical monuments, sold his soul to kickbacks from shopping centers, and the Moscow people began to murmur. Yurmikhalych did not listen and at least he was a long-standing master of the city, not obligated to Putin, he pleased him in the war.