One fine morning, the stoker of the ancient stokehold in Moscow, Andrey Sokolov, woke up from a hangover, found a large black raven on its window, which turned out to be a bird speaking and - drinking.
One fine morning, the stoker of the ancient stokehold in Moscow, Andrey Sokolov, woke up from a hangover, found a large black raven on its window, which turned out to be a bird speaking and - drinking.
