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Capital - it there where you will solve. Actors TSKiD "Tuning fork" give the art, as is known, not Only surgutjanam, but also to the people working on the compressor Stations "Gazproms" which are scattered from Korotchaeva to Salyma. From the last we just have returned recently. Though on a court yard only September, "kamertonovskie" tours already start to type Speed. It would be desirable to tell though a little about how we go, At least on an example of a recent trip. So, having waited and having listened to justifications late, Having met drivers of our buses, we get under way. Road Long, but all the same on the south and nevertheless cold at night, but that not Less shrouded in warmth of that atmosphere, kotruju we create . It would be desirable to believe, as I prichestna to its creation. Not a secret, that in "Tuning fork" one of the best creative are collected Forces of a city, the special place among which is occupied with actors, already The pupils disaccustomed and more, show ballet "Spirit", and if to it To add on some pairs from studio of ball dance, and also Well-known "atasnikov" yes fashion Theatre leaves very much even bright The command. And if to plant it in one bus, already on an entrance to Railway station it becomes something uniform, whole. And so There is every time when we somewhere go. But that most Remarkable, so this sensation of the unity which are not disappearing even When we come back to Surgut and a life again runs the turn. But here it - Salym. The tiny, fragile house of culture, a little The three-storyed houses, we there and then carry two of them to elite - on Them it is possible to observe huge teleplates. gostinnitsa "Taiga", Unimaginable inside, but outside calling with an inscription "Hotel" on English language - it is visible, for privolechnija attention of foreigners and For confidence that in a beautiful wrapper even the such "Candy" looks is more sweet. Three of little shops - here, perhaps, and all. To us allow some hours to have a rest after road and before Rehearsal. We leave on central and, apparently, unique Road also it is walked in salymsky wood. Warmed by the tender sun, even I do not notice, that the autumn has already entered the rights, that a mountain ash already Bright red, a birch-yellow, and the old needles are already strewed from pines. September... As it is beautiful: Violence of paints, hats of mushrooms under trees... Here to them already Our directors have reached. Canes, magnificent, freshest air, Here remoteness from a city, houses is especially felt, Civilisations. Have vanished it is a little, have taken a walk, "have banished" all numbers and steels To prepare to careful grimirovke - a concert it was expected in Decorated, sated with modern lighting technics and The covered little tables a sports hall - means, spectators will be To be in immediate proximity with us. Will mark all the same Day of workers oil and gas The industries, to the sixth compressor station it is celebrating, As a rule, reaches always with delay, but it is better late, than... After all inhabitants of this small, cut off have waited from The centre of a place of the holiday, and we should be on the ball. Waited, apparently, long because expectation has poured out in the rough Applause, they followed after each performance, and even when on To the technical reasons in a hall light was disconnected, spectators were with us. And we were gained by the street lantern observing of an event through Open door and small window, light from which flew directly on Singing girl - the finalist "ATASa", and in a hall from it it seemed Even more cosy also it was felt, how are connected with each other Attentive spectators and this fragile creation which has not stopped To sing, even when light has gone out. Responsible for illumination and a sound, certainly, were afflicted, Complaining, that wished to make to people the present holiday, and left supposedly As always. But, I think, the holiday has turned out, because the spectator Wanted it and was ready to support actors, that Happens. And our job for me also is a holiday, pleasure - This most important. It, instead of eating of the grown up fruits of glory (Though and not without that). After all when you see the surprised, admired eyes of spectators, You feel, that you do something unusual, good, though the such Habitual for itself. In what you believe, that you like - that and you will receive, therefore for Short phrase "п п -6 is our capital" its author has received Prize, having won competition on the best continuation of a phrase "п п -6 - It... ". As rejoiced to this capital as clapped! And we, Visitors, felt in capital, instead of in torn off from The world a corner. These aplodimenty proved, that the world such by what we do it . I have again returned to a so-called civilisation. On hours - Five mornings, and our rebelled drivers stop buses In the street the World, confirming, what is it - Ostrovsky, therefore as To carry us on houses - are not going to. I am excused, am lost in numbers, days of week... Well though The district is recognised. I go. Darkly, terribly. I pass by having a rest from employment and concerts of "Tuning fork", I see outlines of familiar walls and so it would not be desirable to pass by, But... But it would be desirable to get into a bathroom even more, something to eat and Somewhat quicker to embrace a pillow. Evgenie CHUGUNNIKOVA. <$> //* an information Source: the Surgut tribune, 23.09.00 //* Reg. Nom. - 1100900065.18-------------------------------------------