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I think this art piece really captures the eternal inner existential struggle of your run of the mill slavic Stalker, as well as morbid finality of life. The binoculars overlay symbolizes distance - both in the man removing himself from the grey regularity of life outside Perimeter to dedicate his life to breeking the cheeki and squatting, as well as the path of life that's taking it's course. The slow zoom-in symbolizes inevitability, as certain demise hangs over his head - either from fifteen 9x18 bullets in his chest or being snatched by five bloodsuckers before you can gently utter СУКА БЛЯ. And lastly, the beautiful musical number playing in the background shows us the bravado and ability to have fun in the face of certain death and liver cirrhosis, which stalkers are well known for. I give this exhibit 8/10, I am not ashamed in admitting I have shed a tear at how heartfelt this was
