The shape of Venus de Milo reminds me of my mother. My mother and my brother Gocha, age 19 at the time, traveled to Vladivostok. My mother had ambitions for Gocha to become a doctor and my father had paid 10, 000 Soviet Rubles in bribes to the director of the Institute in Vladivostok, so as to pass the entry exams. One early morning, my mother left the apartment wearing her housedress. That made us assume later, that she was not so aware of her actions- in that state of mind, she unconsciously jumped in front of a moving train to commit suicide.After a long search, Gocha found her in the hospital where she survived another 25 days. Then nurses took a blood sample from her spinal cord and she died that day. Gocha dropped out of medical school and since then, hates to go to doctors and hospitals. That cute happy smile disappeared from his face, forever.
