A Petersburger, stripped down to his underpants, washed himself with a washcloth in the Neva on the embankment in the city center
A city dweller near one of the granite balls reflected aloud on the topic of cheerfulness and soaked a multi-colored washcloth in the Neva.
The man was not embarrassed by the looks of passers-by, and he shouted to the captain of the ship, “Come in!”, making an approving gesture with his hand.
