Alexandra
“Trams ran along Nevsky Prospekt, passing the vast, many-windowed Winter Palace, then crossing the river to Vassily Island and going down Eight-Line Street towards the poorer quarters of the city. The streets were quiet, few sleighs glided along the roads, bells jangling, and even fewer pedestrians were out amid the shops, their breath freezing in the harshly cold air. Only a handful of droshky drivers sat, huddled in layers of wool and fur, their beards white with frost, waiting to be hired, fo...r most of the drivers were on strike and only the most desperate came out in the cruel chill of the midwinter morning in hopes of earning a fare.
Out on the icebound river, the marine police were patrolling in groups of two and three, examining the frozen surface for cracks and marking thin, dark patches of ice with poles topped with red flags. Near Tushkov Quay, men had been at work since dawn, cutting huge blocks of ice to be loaded onto horse-drawn sleds and sold to householders to cool their cellars.MoreLess
Out on the icebound river, the marine police were patrolling in groups of two and three, examining the frozen surface for cracks and marking thin, dark patches of ice with poles topped with red flags. Near Tushkov Quay, men had been at work since dawn, cutting huge blocks of ice to be loaded onto horse-drawn sleds and sold to householders to cool their cellars.MoreLess
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