Omsk is a city of lively people. Here, asking an needless question is some form of disrespect. That is why it seems that Omsk is harsh and gloomy. But quite the opposite.

Every second left to itself is worth its weight in gold. Not because Omsk has little time, but because they value him above all. Time of Life. The time of her contemplation and close attention to the inner feelings of the self. These are people who eventually realized that Omsk itself was unshakable and that it was useless to resist. What is wiser is to let it pass through you, smell it completely, become it. For these people, he will forever become the softest and most tender blanket. Under the cover of this blanket, real ones are born.

Omsk poets, artists, musicians, and just great and unknown people. Any Omsk creativity is the quintessence of this cold warm city. This music is not even necessary to listen to. It is enough to hear. The main thing is not to resist. Better to do nothing at all. Just breathe...