"Eh, come here!" - I heard this phrase five times from different parts of this microdistrict, while I was taking pictures. It's good that these calls to come "here" did not sound in my direction.
This microdistrict is also called the 1st, but it is located a little further, behind the railway line.
The place is located between Pankratov and Preobrazhensky streets. It can be considered that this is the outskirts of the city of Vologda.
Probably not worth walking around the outskirts with $4k+ photo equipment on Friday night...
I was even told by a couple of men not to go deeper, otherwise I can return without my sticks (they are talking about a tripod).
But of course, I went around all the corners of this neighborhood!
The houses here are almost all five-story panel buildings, which stand at a slight height difference.
In fact, all the drunken horror was concentrated near shops like Bristol, Northern Degree, Red and White...well, in general, where alcohol is sold.
And in the center of the quarter, on the contrary, there is silence.
By the way, at the moment I live in such an area that almost every day on social networks they write about different fights, drunken parties, loud music and take-downs. So I was not surprised by anything. But still, I could not completely relax.
The men who warned me about the dangers of my evening walk asked which district I was from. I answered. They immediately began to treat me with more respect. But still they wondered what the hell I was doing here in the evening with a camera in the opposite part of the city.
In order to write this text, I had to listen to Morgenstern. That is, to connect to the frequency of this region.
The main thing is not to do this before the walk, otherwise it will definitely end badly.
Before taking a photo in such an area, you need to raise your vibration frequency as much as possible and then nothing will threaten you.
It is better to walk around the courtyards at night on Sunday: people are moving away from Friday and Saturday drunks, getting ready for work Monday, tidying up and sitting at home.
And on Friday, drunk people will walk in any part of the city in the evenings. I have already encountered this more than once. I knew what I was going for, I just had no other time.
Private wooden houses are dotted in several places.
In general, the courtyards are practically no different from those that are near my house or in the center.
Panels have their own atmosphere, and the best, as it turned out, is among the Khruschev era houses.
To be continued...