In the town of Kashin, I am taking a photo of an old lady looking out of the window with a very typical window frame.
– Boys, why do you waste your paper on me? – asks she.
-Paper? – I repeat
-The one you have in your cameras
-It doesn’t use paper. It’s electrical! – I smile back to her.
– Oh, that’s how it is! And me, I never had a camera.. . My father taught singing at school. Where a teacher can get money from?