Quare Things in Kyiv




There's quare* things in Dublin between Howth and Crumlin
Down in Ringsend there's a five-legged cat
A three-legged donkey, two-headed monkey
There’s nothing so quare...

... as the things you can see in Kyiv.



*strange, weird
♦♦


"We piss on you (while you're quietly getting pissed)..."





The earthly & the spiritual living in perfect harmony...





Well, sometimes. Sometimes the vice needs to be fought...





Kyiv, a city where horses go shopping...





A cup of coffee? From a pink snail, of course...





"The country lacks Oscars! Let's make love!"





Even Kyiv streetlamps took the hint...




... and produced twins...





What message is the guy on the roof trying to send?

A) Trying to tell his love that she is FANTASTIC. But being intoxicated by love and madly rushing onto the roof, he has forgotten all the remaining letters.

B) Trying to tell whole humankind to F*#@ OFF. But being a well-mannered kid, he has realized that such vocabulary is very, very bad and doesn't dare to show anything more.

C) Trying to pass a coded message, being a member of a network of spies communicating from roof to roof and planning to conquer the world: FIRST we take Manhattan, then we take Kyiv.





Even pandas need a smoke break...





An invitation to a house of horrors? No, part of a children's playground...





Hands up! ... or the dangerous, dangerous Kyiv...



 


"If you misbehave, I'll gulp you..."






"I see you..."






Parking place in heaven...





A Man Called Horse? Nothing new under the sun. But a hedgehog called Horse?

(лошадка = a little horse)





"The Piano Has Been Drinking (Not Me)"





A city of temptations...






Flower power... and leading the way in green automotive industry...





... as well as in creative upcycling...








Wishing happy birthday? Do it with style!
(С днем рождения = Happy birthday)





Everyone loves the outstanding collection of lilacs in Kyiv's botanical garden - even flayed men...





Enter if you dare... or the welcoming Kyiv courtyards...







The man who disappeared...








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zuzana(at)pogues.com