Entering through the curtains of Shatyor, a restaurant/café/bar in a marquee on the water at Chistye Prudy, you get a feeling of travelling in an exotic, foreign land.
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rnIt’s a bohemian haunt with a difference, whether in winter, when the pond is frozen, and heaters and blankets provide the warmth, or in summer, when the sides of the marquee are opened to welcome in the balmy evenings; here, one is transported a million miles away from the pollution of a densely populated city.
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