The refuge of the Siberian muses
He looked like an old man who was thrown to the thread, trembling in the cold without a coat, with the holes of the windows standing in the ruins. Everyone was taken from the old man: letters, collection porcelain, rustling muses dresses, ancient guns, jewelry. He was weak, weak and besieged by bulldozers and cranes. But he was not broken. Oksana Mamlina recalls her meetings with the Novosibirsk Museum of Local Lore. © Oksana Mamlin Muse is women. Women love care, beauty and comfort.