A story about life in an unrecognized republic, where the minibus is a test of endurance and family traditions are a gastronomic quest with ketchup and sand. Between homemade lard and Moscow "sudochki" one hears a quiet hymn of world-weariness, where even safety is a series of panic attacks and grandmotherly glances. All this absurdity mixed with anxiety and nostalgia is a reminder that sometimes Atlantean descendants just want to get home and not go crazy.
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