Venichka Erofeev travels from Moscow to the regional center near Moscow called Petushki. There lives a sweetheart hero, delightful and unique, to which he travels on Fridays, buying a bag of sweets “Cornflower” as a gift.
Venichka Erofeev has already begun his wanderings. The day before, he had taken a glass of teeth, and then – on Kaliayevskaya – another glass, no longer teeth, but coriander, followed by two more circles of Zhigulevsky beer and from the neck – alb-de-dessert. “You, of course, ask: and then, Venichka, and then, what did you drink?” The hero will not slow down with an answer, though, with some difficulty, restoring the sequence of his actions: on the street Chekhov two glasses of hunting.
And then he went to the Center
And for this thirst – with all his hungover faint-heartedness and gentleness – under the white hands are picked up and pushed into the air, followed by a suitcase with presents (“O bestial grin of being!”). Two more “mortal” hours will pass before departure, which Venichka prefers to pass over in silence, and here he is already on some rise: his suitcase has acquired some weight. In it – two bottles of Kuban, two quarters of Russian and pink
This then, until the ninth, he is already calm without it, but after the ninth again I need a sandwich. Venichka frankly shares with the reader the subtle nuances of his way of life, that is, drinking, he spit on the irony of the imaginary interlocutors, among whom are God, then angels, then people. Most of all in his soul, according to his confession, “sorrow” and “fear” and yet dumbness, every day in the morning his heart exudes this infusion and bathes in it until evening. And how, knowing that “world sorrow” is not a fiction, not to drink Kuban?
So, after examining his treasures, Venichka was restrained. Is that what he wants? Does his soul yearn for this? No, this is not what he wants, but it is desirable. He takes a quarter and a sandwich, goes out into the vestibule and finally lets out his exhausted spirit. He drinks while the train passes between the stations Serp and Molot – Karacharovo, then Karacharovo – Chukhlinka, etc. He is already able to perceive the impressions of being, he is able to recall the different stories of his life, revealing his thin and trembling soul to the reader.