The Master and Margarita
From the album “Three pictures by Oksana Osipova”
She carried in her hands some repulsive, disturbing yellow flowers. And these flowers stood out very distinctly against her black spring coat. Thousands of people were walking along Tverskaya, but I guarantee you, she saw me alone and looked not so much troubled as even pained. And I was struck not so much by her beauty as by the extraordinary, never-before-seen loneliness in her eyes!