In a dimly lit Soviet-era kitchen, the air is thick with smoke, and cigarette butts overflow from ashtrays scattered across the table. A half-finished bottle of beer sits next to a pile of sunflower seed husks. On a worn wooden stool, a grimy, smoke-stained pigeon perches, wearing a greasy, stained undershirt. Its beady eyes squint as it strums a beat-up guitar, filling the room with a melancholic tune. The peeling wallpaper and yellowed tiles add to the gritty, rundown atmosphere of this surreal scene. playing on guitar, playing music