We walk with the dog in the Kharkiv Hydropark – it's incredibly beautiful there, all the colors of autumn: from bright yellow to fiery burgundy. I collect leaves for my jewelry, and the Doberman plays with the Labrador puppy.

The kid runs away in a funny way, falls, rolls over, and my "bus" catches up with him and gently nudges him with its nose. The puppy's owner, a girl of about seventeen, laughs so infectiously. She said: "Eric, I just bathed you yesterday!" She has a bag of bread with her to feed the wild ducks.

And this entirely ordinary picture of the world (not even a picture, but an episode) would never have seemed cinematic if it hadn't been for the automatic queue in its background.

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