Pink flamingo.

Residents of Moscow have probably encountered one of the strangest “inhabitants” of the metro - Pink Flamingos, as it is popularly called. A beggar wrapped in bandages, one leg missing. Sometimes he was seen with rabbits. Wears clothes predominantly white, pink, yellow and gray, mittens on hands. He walks on crutches, enters the carriage and begs for alms from passengers, most often women. At the same time, he often makes strange sounds and hovers over people who are sitting until they give him money. After that, he bows and leaves. Many people wonder - who is he? A brilliant beggar or simply an unfortunate invalid? Some even consider him a mutant or a hoax, but this is completely on the verge of fantasy.

To begin with, it is worth saying that this character and others similar to him were seen not only in Moscow, but also in St. Petersburg, Yekaterinburg, Kyiv, Crimea and even Budapest. In Russia, the Flamingo was first seen in St. Petersburg, after which it began to be seen in other cities. Nowadays Flamingos are mainly found in Moscow. According to some information, this is not one person, since the descriptions of this character differ, and information has also been received that in Moscow itself there are three of these Flamingos - Marfan, as people call him, the brightest of the Flamingo representatives, he is about forty years old; a thin tall guy, about 25 years old, the most aggressive; "Grandfather", about fifty years old, somewhat resembles Marfan and wears glasses. A woman is often seen feeding Flamingos and changing bandages. He has no problems with the police. It is impossible to say exactly who was in St. Petersburg; it is quite possible that it was a different person.

Some Internet users are talking about the Flamingo from Budapest, who shocked people with his appearance and behavior. They described it like this: high growth about two meters, dressed in white pants with red spots, wears leather jacket and a white sweater, puts makeup on his face, once wore a clown nose, leans on chrome crutches or canes with reflectors, wears a backpack with a boombox from which eerie music comes. He asks for money at the station or in the metro, and is not afraid to pester passers-by - if a person entered a telephone booth, he would wait outside and try to look inside the booth, but no photographs of him were found.

Naturally, Flamingo is not anything supernatural. Most people know that such beggars are part of a larger system where the people who manage it all receive huge amounts of money from their charges. The police know “their” people and do not touch them, so such individuals carry out their activities without any problems, and Flamingo himself is popular and easily remembered due to his unusual image.

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St. Petersburg residents are outraged by the dominance of persistent beggars and “phony” cripples in the St. Petersburg metro. Passengers notice that Lately they are not just quietly begging for money “for treatment” or “for funerals,” but are engaged in almost open extortion. Moreover, they choose the most defenseless as victims - young women and elderly people. It is noteworthy that many St. Petersburg residents have repeatedly seen how beggars get into the subway “with the blessing” of metro employees.

“I was recently on the subway. Station "Chernyshevskaya". People come in. And then I hear a completely creepy sound - such a drawn-out “i-i-i-i-i”, and I cannot understand what is happening. In general, this is something - a disabled beggar, without a leg, on crutches, his hands are wrapped in bandages, quite tall, dressed in white and pink clothes in a way that makes his already terrifying appearance even more terrifying. The hood is dressed so that the face is not visible,” writes a St. Petersburg woman who identified herself as Romanova on the People’s Line of Vesti.

“As soon as he enters the carriage, he immediately begins to make this unbearably creepy sound. Not only that: he approaches those sitting closely, extends his wrapped hand and begins to howl even stronger until the person gives him at least some money just to move away. I jumped up and ran to the end of the car in the hope that he simply would not have time to reach me. And since he pesters everyone, he moves slowly. He travels to station three in one carriage,” the girl continues. “You know, if it weren’t for my boyfriend who was next to me, I would definitely have become hysterical.” To be in a confined space with this..., even for a few minutes, for impressionable people, is wild horror.”

It is curious that Rosbalt correspondents also noticed this citizen. He periodically stands in a flamingo pose near the Vladimirskaya metro station. Apparently they drive him away from there, but in the metro he works, apparently, without problems.

Photo: Rosbalt, Marina Boytsova. Beggar in pink

“Today I was traveling alone. Station "Chernyshevskaya". The doors open. Again “and-and-and-and-and”... Get up and run out?! I sit and read on the faces of people, especially women, horror and bewilderment. Half the people fled. I am sitting. Sneaking. My heart starts pounding. He comes close, extends his hand, and begins to whine more strongly. I shake my head, saying, I won’t give anything. He leans over and howls. And then I couldn’t stand it. She started screaming at him that he wouldn’t get anything, that he would never come close again, and who would even let him in…. How I didn’t give him a crutch, only God knows! He galloped away from me very quickly, But what was it worth! - the St. Petersburg woman is indignant. - And I can’t imagine what it would be like for my little nephew if he was traveling with me or with his mother at that time and saw this?! If adults are scared, then what can we say about children!..”

The “pink” beggar was also seen on other subway lines. “And I came across this character once. True, on the second branch. And he pesters mostly only women and girls. I didn’t try to get insolent with men. Brrr. It’s an abomination,” agrees Mikhail.

St. Petersburg residents warmly support the passengers' indignation. “I myself once observed how a metro employee (in uniform) said to the “Afghans” as the train approached: “... So, you get into this car, you get into that one...” Do you really think that all these cripples, beggars, Afghans, etc. .d. go down to the subway after paying the fare? They end up there with the “blessing” of the metro workers themselves, who, apparently, also share…” writes Anna.

St. Petersburg residents are perplexed why the passengers know every beggar without a doubt, but the police have been unable (or unwilling) to deal with them for years:

“I work next to the Ligovsky Prospekt metro station, I’ve been traveling along this line for 12 years now and I constantly meet a girl with a sad look and a cardboard card: “Mom died. Help". And so all 12 years. I met her (without the cardboard) at other stations too,” adds Lyudmila. - “Help the dog get treatment” (“Moskovskaya” and “Sadovaya” (the dogs have changed over the years, the beggar’s face is the same). The faces of the “veterans” Chechen war» on “Narvskaya” have also already become familiar... How many can you? Is it really impossible to start charging this abomination for parasitism and begging? I help a charitable foundation, but I don’t intend to support thieves and their owners.”

“Walking horrors” will inhabit the subway and make the commute to work unbearable until people stop giving money, residents of St. Petersburg conclude.

“I’m not a sadist and I feel sorry for disabled people, but this kind of begging is a whole system that will not stop working until we stop doing a disservice by giving money to the homeless in military uniform and to aunts with children drunk on vodka,” concludes Romanova from St. Petersburg.

He appeared in the Moscow metro four years ago and immediately attracted everyone's attention. A man with one leg, wrapped in rags and bandages, with a face hidden under a huge hood and pink lenses of huge glasses. Every day he walks around the carriages and begs for alms. He hangs over people for a long time, sometimes hums, and almost never speaks.

He was called the invisible man - he really looks like the hero of H.G. Wells. It was also called a mummy. But the nickname Pink Flamingo stuck best of all - for the similarity of the silhouette and color of the robe with the appearance of the bird. His fans started a page on social networks, where every day they post photos, the place and time of meeting with their hero, and make guesses about his essence. Thousands of Muscovites have racked their brains trying to unravel the secret of the mysterious tramp.

We visited the most unusual subway passenger.

Read about the fate of a man on crutches, dressed in a costume of either a mummy or a flamingo.

When he gets on the train, some try to quickly vacate the carriage. Others take out their phones and start excitedly taking pictures. Muscovites post these pictures on thematic group VKontakte, where they share their impressions of the meeting. “Mr. Pink Flamingo” is the name of the community where all the attention of the participants is aimed at unraveling the mystery of this person. According to reports, it becomes clear that the man is on tour - he was photographed in Kyiv and St. Petersburg before Moscow.

“I saw him once. Chilling horror, like after meeting one of the monsters of Silent Hill - that’s what I felt when he passed by,” reports one of those who encountered Flamingo in the subway.

“A middle-aged man, not old. Thin, pointed nose with a hump, large Blue eyes, the skin seems to be dark. There are wires from the headphones under the hood, most likely something else was blinking.”

“He was incredibly scary when I first met him, even panic attack she was strong, this has never happened to me. The second time, my friend and I rushed away from him to the other end of the carriage.”

“Looking at the reaction of older women, you involuntarily come to the conclusion that Raskolnikov could do without an ax and crime.”

Passengers react to the “mummy man” in different ways. But no one remains indifferent.

Nevertheless, many people treat Flamingos kindly.

"You know what positive point his personality? You can't guess her! You can imagine him in any way. For example, wise. For example, good-natured. It might even be noble. No matter what anyone says about the emotions that he evokes, there is less disgust among them than towards other beggars.”

“I was traveling from Arbat with children. He comes on a gray branch and hovers over me, shaking his can in my face. I gesture to the three children sitting next to me, saying, “I already have many children, I won’t give anything.” He, with the same gestures, asks, “Are they all yours?” I nodded my head, and he bowed to me, after which he walked further along the carriage. I repeat, everything was without words, only gestures. He has a good sense of humor; apparently, he only annoys those who have fear in their eyes.”

“I approached the girl, she didn’t have any money... And he took it out of his pocket and offered her 10 rubles.”

During the existence of the group, the character has acquired an army of defenders who are ready to fight back anyone who offends Flamingo. True, if you believe what is written, there is a reason to be angry with the “mummy”. They complain that it pushes, that it scares children, that it wakes up those who are sleeping; that does not leave the “victim” until she gives money.

Behind long years Flamingo's personality is surrounded by legends. Some of them are completely far from reality. For example, there are rumors that there are three characters in bandages, and they work in shifts: one is young, the second is old, the third is middle-aged. This is not so - there is only one, apparently, the difference in perception affects it. Someone claims to have seen a Flamingo allegedly lean over a sleeping man and bite him in the face. Looking ahead, there is not a single bitten “victim” in Sergei’s biography. Yes, yes, his name is Sergei and it’s time to move on to a first-person story about him.

“When I broke my spine at a construction site, I stopped being a fighter”

My colleague and I went into the entrance where, according to fans, the Pink Flamingo lives, at about 8 o’clock in the evening. An ordinary five-story building near the Perovo metro station, an apartment on the first floor, under the stairs - wheelchair. The bell rings, the door opens - and in the dark small hallway the one we were looking for is sitting in a chair. In the same outfit in which he walks on the subway: hood, glasses, mittens, clothes made of patches. The voice of a child and a woman can be heard from the room. I don’t know about you, but I usually don’t let you into my apartment. strangers, especially at night. And Flamingo let him in. And he agreed to tell his story.

Sergei Lobachev with his girlfriend in 1995.

The mysterious character has quite common name- Sergey, he introduces himself simply as Seryozha. He is 44 years old, he comes from Simferopol, where he lived most own life. And since childhood I dreamed of seeing Moscow.

When I was at school, we sang the song “Where the Motherland begins - from the picture in your primer,” you probably didn’t catch it anymore. And then I noticed: everything that is written in songs and books is all about Moscow, about the Motherland. I, like everyone else, learned the lines “Tell me, uncle, it’s not for nothing that Moscow, burned by fire, was given to the Frenchman.” And I really wanted to see and get to know this Moscow. And now I am making my dream come true. It’s not that I left for good, I’m still registered in Crimea, and my home is there. But Moscow seems very interesting to me.

For the last three years, Sergei has been renting an apartment in Perov, before that he lived in Vykhino, and even earlier in St. Petersburg and Kiev. According to him, he didn’t really get a feel for St. Petersburg; he lived there too little time. Besides, I was freezing all the time. But he got to know Moscow, and he really likes it. But the residents of St. Petersburg, during the time that Sergei lived there, remembered him well and from mouth to mouth they pass on stories about how they met an unusual petitioner in the subway.

Serezha lost his left leg about ten years ago. He doesn’t like to remember this story and agreed to tell it reluctantly:

I worked at a construction site, and one day a beam fell from above and broke my back. Then the infection began and the leg began to dry out. When I got to the doctors, they said that nothing could be done: I had to amputate, otherwise there would be gangrene. Why did I start begging? What was I supposed to do? After a spinal fracture, I could not work in construction. I stopped being a fighter. After a back injury, he began to engage in commerce and trade. But then something happened to my leg... And I started asking for money. I started back in Simferopol. Then there was Kyiv, St. Petersburg. I'm here now.

Boots...

“I go down to the subway because I like to look at people”

Together with Sergei he travels around the cities younger sister Luda. Now she also lives with him, along with her three-year-old son. It is the sister who brings home-made lunch to her brother every day on the subway, which he eats there, on the benches in the station's vestibules. This meal is often captured by pursuers. I wonder why he chose the metro as his “work” place. For a person without a leg, it would be physically easier to sit in a passage or on a crowded street...

Where else can I communicate with people? - Seryozha argues. - On the street they are all running around like crazy, immersed in their problems. And in the subway people sit more relaxed, liberated. I can look at nice faces. You won’t see much in your apartment or on the street. And on the subway you can easily see everyone. The police are not kicking me out. I'm not some kind of drunkard. So what if I look like that? If I were simple a common person, I would dress differently. But I am who I am. I'm not collecting money, I'm just asking for help. Do you think that I’m walking along the carriage and money is pouring in on me from all sides? It happens that you walk the entire train and they won’t give you a penny. Then I look at the icon - it makes me feel better, I get less upset.

For Seryozha, the metro is not just transport; he knows it by heart and notices many of its features. For example, how piercingly quiet it becomes in the carriage when, on the section from Tekstilshchiki to Volgogradsky Prospekt, the train suddenly leaves the tunnel onto the street. But most often he tries to protect himself from extraneous sounds. For this he has a player - the same wires that stick out from under the hood. Many people confuse them with medical tubes, attributing them to a serious illness. But no, this is a regular wire that connects the headphones to the player.

The head is not just a soccer ball, it is a computer that remembers everything that goes into it, so the sounds around it are very important. Music for me is everything. I listen to it almost all the time except when I sleep. At home - in a laptop, outside - in a player. I listen to disco, pop, techno and break - this is the most The best music for me. When I turn it off, I immediately start hearing negative noises. I don’t like, for example, when cars start loudly outside the window. And all the time I think how good it is that we live far from a noisy road.

I ask Seryozha why he wakes up the sleeping people and moos when he walks around the carriage.

I don't moo anymore. I hummed when I had bad headphones that didn't drown out the voice of the announcer announcing the stations. This information on my “memory card” is of no use to me. She prevents me from thinking. Now I also try not to wake up those who are sleeping. Maybe I'm accidentally touching them? I often get pushed, lose my balance and fall on people.

“I design my own clothes, and my sister sews them for me.”

The main thing that attracts passengers to the Pink Flamingo is its outfit. Seryozha himself does not consider him anything special. He is the author of all his costumes, thinks through every detail, and his sister helps bring the idea to life.

Until recently, I didn't know that I was called the Pink Flamingo. One day a guy carried me home and told me about this community. I went online and read what they wrote about me. I like this name. I think pink is the most beautiful color. In children's stores, 90 percent of clothes are pink. This is the purest color. You are wearing black today, and black is slag, excuse me, I have no malice. And of course, everyone likes pink, because it is an intimate, sexy color, it attracts our eyes. If everything were bright and light, it would be much better. In addition, to make scarlet or pink, you need much more complex technology than to make black.

Pink Flamingo accessories: glasses...

Sergei has several sets of clothes. Sometimes he puts on an item that carries a certain message to society. For example, during the Crimean conflict, a man asked his sister to embroider the slogan “Glory to Russia, glory!” on his vest. and always wore it over other clothes. For support.

He tries to hide his eyes behind large alien glasses with thick wooden frames and pink lenses. These can often be seen at regular rave parties.

I bought them in Yalta, they are already eight years old, and they are pretty scratched. They were made by a friend of mine who is a wood craftsman. When I go home to the sanatorium, I will make myself new ones - I already bought lenses at flea market(shows new lenses neatly wrapped in cloth. - Auto.). When they were framed, it said Gucci. When I go home, I’ll make a frame for them, it will be a new hit. For me they are held on with an elastic band, because the arms are bad. They put tension on the nose and ears.

Another constant attribute of the Flamingo's appearance is gloves or mittens. Almost everyone who meets Sergei believes that in this way he is hiding a skin disease. And he is very surprised when the man takes off his glove to “high five” as a sign of gratitude for the alms. This is his trademark, and he also simply shakes hands or puts his palms together in a “namaste” gesture. I answer the most frequently asked question: shaking hands with Flamingo is not dangerous, they are perfectly clean and smooth, even if you take them off in an advertisement for a cream. Apparently, cleanliness is generally his priority.

Mittens are nice and comfortable. And they protect our hands from the dirt that surrounds us everywhere. And I love to feel the cleanliness of the body and I love the saying “Clean is not where one sweeps, but where one does not litter.” By the way, Nobel's first motto is clean hands. Now you’re touching your face in vain, it’s better to do it with the back of your hand, it’s cleaner. You don’t think about it, but it so happens that you came to visit me and I can explain all this to you.

Space boots with a tubular platform, which all fellow passengers on the carriage are staring at, lie right there, on a shelf in the corridor. They were given out at the social security service. Initially, they looked normal, but the platform wore out very quickly, so Seryozha improved them.

It was hard for my feet in ordinary shoes, I went to a shoemaker and explained what I wanted from him - he made me these boots, they have very good cushioning. This was back in Kyiv, where I spent a lot of time standing on the street.

He always makes sure that his clothes match in color. His crutches for going out into the city are silver, his boots are light gray, and in general he adheres to light colors. And Sergei’s suits are constantly changing because they are worn out and torn.

What I now have on my neck and head is not a scarf, but gauze. She heals people’s wounds, I enjoy her touch, I sleep like that. I feel warm and comfortable, especially now that the heating has not been turned on. Now I’m in front of you in a home suit, my sister sewed on pink patches. You see, I always walk like this, both on the street and at home. There is no need to be afraid of me.

Easy to say, difficult to do. As the character in the movie “The Elephant Man” said, people are always afraid of what they don’t understand. It is impossible to understand a flamingo man without talking to him. And on the subway he tries to remain silent - it’s too noisy for talking. Which is why most people think he's just dumb.

…telephone.

“It takes me about an hour and a half to get dressed every morning.”

Seryozha treats underground adventures as work. That’s what he says: he went to work, came back from work.

I leave the house at seven in the morning and get dressed in about an hour and a half. Because the metro is not summer walk along the embankment in Yalta. It’s hard to stand on my feet; I often lean on the handrails. To keep me warm and comfortable, I wrap myself in bandages. If you saw how many bandages it takes, you would be stunned (we see that all the bandages are dried right in the room. - Auto.). I cover both my arms and legs and put on different warm clothes. One day in the summer I was so windy that I couldn’t turn my neck. Over time, the body weakens. Walking around the carriages all day is very difficult. I start to sweat, and when I go out into a draft, it always blows through me. My sister made me a vest from sheepskin, and now I wear it often.

Sergei wraps himself up so that only his chin, mouth and the lower part of his nose are visible. What is this - self-defense, the desire to protect one’s inner world from others? Maybe. He himself explains this:

The hood saves you from everything. The most important thing is from wind and drafts. And then we’re not on a talk show, so I take off my hood, my headphones and show myself to everyone. It's more comfortable for me.

Cold - main enemy Flamingo. From hypothermia, he begins to experience phantom pain in his leg. And not only this, the missing limb for Seryozha is an indicator of the correctness of his lifestyle. If you slept little, ate poorly, got your other leg wet, pain will appear. The leg tells you what needs to be changed. He doesn’t accept pills, he manages it himself: he believes that they “harm” the heart and are addictive.

Sergei is given crutches by social services; they break about once every six months: they cannot withstand such a load. Few developers expect that a potential consumer will ride on crutches for ten hours a day. But Sergei doesn’t complain about the authorities: they provide him with a stroller, shoes, and a pension, and thank you for that. By the way, on weekends you can see Flamingos in the subway in a wheelchair. There are not many people these days, and he gives his tired leg a rest.

“I dream of acting in films and becoming a designer”

Sergei returns home around six in the evening. He has dinner, takes a shower, sits on his laptop for a while and goes to bed at eight. Doesn't watch TV, doesn't smoke, doesn't drink.

Don't think, I'm not just disabled and crippled. I want to be a designer and act in films or, for example, in advertising - mineral water or Crimean honey. I believe that my face is photogenic and different from others. After all, we are now in the Year of Cinema. I'm tired of walking on the subway, there must be a finish line. And I'd like to do something different. I am sure that if I act in a movie, I will be in demand.

Sergei is generally convinced that every person must be able to sew. At least a little bit. He remembers that when he was 12 years old, his parents went to the Baltics on a trip, and his jacket tore. I had to sew it up myself. He also patched up clothes that were torn during school fights.

A man’s room can be moved unchanged to some museum contemporary art. On one wall there is an installation of electrical adapters and plastic bottles without necks, on the other there is a fabric system for storing loved ones Pink colour, also hand-made. The laptop lies on a clever pull-out design, the keyboard is on a shelf attached to the wall. There is something to look at, which is what we do, taking advantage of the fact that we were allowed into the house. The rest of the household is already going to bed behind the closed doors of another room. The sister prepares her son for bed and hints that it’s time for us to leave. She does a lot for Sergei, primarily lunches and dinners, taking into account his taste preferences.

I haven’t eaten meat for three years now, but I do eat red fish, which my sister cooks for me. I always have dried fish with me, in a bottle. It contains phosphorus, and this is strength. I’ll explain why the fish: it eats what it wants, what it’s supposed to eat by nature. And pigs, cows, chickens eat what people give them. And they give them whatever they can, because they don’t have money for good food. I don't want this getting into my body. And to stop eating fish, you need to live in Africa somewhere where fruits and vegetables are fresh all year round.

My sister is not working now and is caring for the child. They tried to send him to kindergarten, but sick children were constantly brought to the group, and for now the boy was taken to home education. So it turns out that working in the metro is the main source of income for three people: Sergei spends all the money donated by passengers on his family. They also have a mother, she lives in Crimea. Serezha has no plans to return to Simferopol yet, although he calls it his only home. He says: he hasn’t yet gotten to know Moscow as well as he wants to. His Moscow is now underground, where he knows everything. But the surface remains a mystery. Just like the Muscovites themselves.

I'm getting to know different people in order to make friends and correspond on VKontakte. True, there is little time left for this. I don’t have a beloved woman yet, I’m not ready for a serious relationship yet. I'm not in that role yet.

Pink mummy terrifies metro passengers (photo, video)

SAINT PETERSBURG, October 13. Passengers of the St. Petersburg metro have been terrorized for two months now by a man wrapped in bandages and dressed in light pink clothes. The man makes a terrifying howl and harasses passengers, demanding money.

The man in pink is different from the other beggars who have occupied the St. Petersburg metro. Although he moves on crutches, he behaves extremely aggressively - emitting a terrifying howl, touching passengers with his hands wrapped in bandages and does not leave until he receives money. At the same time, the extortionist chooses only women and children as victims.

In RuNet, St. Petersburg residents have already discussed the appearance of a walking mummy. “Recently I was on the metro. Chernyshevskaya station. People are coming in. And then I hear a completely creepy sound - such a drawn-out “e-e-e-e-e”, and I can’t understand what’s happening. In general, it’s something - a disabled beggar, without a leg, on crutches, his hands are wrapped in bandages, quite tall, dressed in pink and white clothes in a way that makes his already frightening appearance even more terrifying. The hood is dressed so that his face is not visible," writes on the "People's Line" of "Vesti" a St. Petersburg woman called herself Romanova.

“As soon as he enters the carriage, he immediately begins to make this unbearably creepy sound. Not only that: he comes up close to those sitting, stretches out his wrapped hand and begins to howl even stronger until the person gives him at least how much to just move away. I jumped up and "I ran to the end of the car in the hope that he simply wouldn't have time to get to me. And since he pesters everyone, he moves slowly. He travels to station three in the same car," the girl continues. "You know, if it weren't for my young man, who "If I were nearby, I would definitely go hysterical. To be in a confined space with this..., even for a few minutes, for impressionable people, is wild horror."

A Rosbalt reporter was able to track down the extortionist on the blue line of the St. Petersburg metro. The man really produces creepy impression, in addition, he smells strongly of an unwashed body. It is noteworthy that while the beggar was harassing women, none of the men stood up for them. In one of the carriages the extortionist scared me into hysterics small child, but adults, especially women, had difficulty enduring the terrible howl and harassment of this clown.

The man refused to provide any information about himself or talk at all. At the same time, as the Rosbalt reporter managed to notice, the man does not have any injuries under his face and hands wrapped in bandages - apparently, the beggar is using this entire masquerade simply to intimidate passengers.

Why the “pink nightmare” feels so at ease in the metro is known - the staff of the Metro Traffic Service nods to the imperfection of the legislation, which supposedly does not allow punishing beggars. In reality, this is not so - Article 20.1 of the Code of Administrative Offenses of the Russian Federation provides for punishment for “offensive harassment of citizens, causing moral or physical harm.” Children's hysterics and psychological trauma that metro passengers receive after communicating with a masked extortionist is a serious problem that the St. Petersburg metro does not consider necessary to solve.

You can watch the video with the “pink nightmare”.