A Mongol (?) raider mounted on a 15 m (50 foot) obelisk dominates a World War II memorial plaza.
A skeleton of a bowhead whale, more than a thousand kilometers from the ocean, now tucked away on a dusty side street.
This eternal flame cultural monument, right next to the gilded church, turn out to be a favored hangout for winos, here knocking a few back at about 7:30 AM.
Have bear, will travel, in full view of Comrade Vlad.
And here's Vlad himself, pointing the way to... wherever you want to go.
Balcony living, 8 AM on a September morn.
The local self-serv car wash.
A Sakha hitching post.
Movies for the masses...
and opera for the rest.
A monumental poster graces the side of an ungraceful apartment block. Notice also the insulated above ground pipes that distribute hot water throughout the central city; they can't go underground because of the permafrost.
There were a lot of posters like this one around town, celebrating the 60th anniversary of V-E day.