A Perm comedian in a second hand cardigan blows up a tragicomedy of everyday life and provincial poverty, where things are almost alive and relationships are a perpetual repair with flowers. He tries to keep the face of the son of a traffic cop and philosophically explores the bottom, between discount cards and the golden vest of a mom who collects junk as proof of life. In this standup, there's the melancholy of lost hopes, family rituals and an absurdity that smacks of old knitwear and the eternal fear of losing something that was never truly yours.
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