It was calm and warm summer evening, I and my friend were walking the Kharkov streets, suddenly it started raining. Cobbles on the pavement were wet and they glistened, reflecting in headlights of cars. Everything stopped, there was something in the air and the atmosphere was electrified to a maximum.
Wondrous beauty. No doubts, not everything can be conveyed through a photo.
At that time I was not lazy and carried 2 film cameras with me.
The result exceeded all my expectations.
