Kristina Va:
Shall we drink some coffee, gentlemen?
Kristina Va:
Bare feet reading
Kristina Va:
Lace of country estate
Kristina Va:
Mow, Leo Nikolayevich. We'll talk later.
Kristina Va:
Morning melancholy
Kristina Va:
Bitter drink – sweet life
Kristina Va:
I still remember that amazing moment (c)
Kristina Va:
We'll act decisively
Kristina Va:
Look inside
Kristina Va:
Black, white, buried in oblivion
Kristina Va:
Down the stairs, going upwards
Kristina Va:
Not knowing sadness
Kristina Va:
Enjoy the silence
Kristina Va:
Everything is predetermined
Kristina Va:
Shouldn't we make a revolution?
Kristina Va:
Shivering midday