Volgograd: a city of alarming poverty where the sky is pink, green, orange or blue according to which chimney is, at that moment, the most assiduous pollutant. A city too of alarming wealth. Teenage lotharios in Ferraris cruise the avenues with their expensive escorts. They make a big thing of being seen to park their snarling boasts on the pavements in front of outdoor restaurants. Rebels! Impressive!
At one such restaurant near the broad, kitsch-classical stairs down to the river