The heat has come, and consequently, excellent conditions for the prosperity of numerous microorganisms living in garbage cans, as well as flies and other insects, which also crawl out with great pleasure and flying for a walk through the landfill.
Exhausted mongrels and homeless people roam about here and there in the huge “Ararat”, lined up from weekly debris around crowded trash cans. Beautiful - what can I say!
Why does Armenia need Ararat, wich is in Turkey, when it can build its own, new, much more spectacular one?
What will the person standing on the slope of Ararat say? "Oh, what a view! Oh, what an air!"
Garbage mountains here will not give up in anything. Coming to such a dump, you exclaim: "Oh, what a view!" and you will surely get the phone to capture the landscape, inhale with your nose and squirm: “Oh, what an air!”, take a couple of shots and run away to the nearest bushes, where you will be bitten by a disturbed dog.
There are legends that there are scavengers in Yerevan - mythical creatures that were last seen, probably, in Soviet times. At the beginning of the appearance of which, the first Ararat was transferred to Turkey. These evil fiends, scavengers, did everything to deprive Armenia of its symbol. As soon as the garbage can began to lay the foundation of the mountain, a car arrived and the servants of the Soviets demolished everything clean.
But now - now everything is different. At every turn, new and new mountains are growing. The specific microflora blooms and smells sweet in it, herds of rats and mice run around. Just look, soon the plague will go through the city and return it to the times of noble ancestors.