5/8 : radio

“Another glass, Garin?” Arkasha asked.

Oleg nodded. He probably shouldn’t have. It was a workday tomorrow, after all. But then he suddenly thought about the journey home, late at night, and a wonderful feeling washed over him.

He imagined coming across a lone bus, with a sleeping passenger inside. The bright green glow of an all-night pharmacy sign. An empty children’s playground beside an old outdoor hockey rink. Roses, hydrangeas and anemones in the window of a little flower shop. A faded notice on a concrete utility pole advertising a parrot exhibition at the local community centre. A man in shorts and a puffer jacket, squatting outside his apartment building, smoking a cigarette.

And finally, the kate p for 5/8: radio mix, the perfect soundtrack for taking it all in.

“Garin, you seem rather pensive today,” Natasha said.

Oleg silently studied the pavement covered with damp leaves, trying to understand why he felt so unusually happy on these grey October days.

And then he remembered the reflection of a dim streetlamp in a puddle. And the little chubby dog in a yellow coat. And the raindrops drumming on the metal surface of the ping-pong tables in the courtyard on Shosseynaya. And the panel building, barely visible in the morning fog, where his classmate Boris once lived. And his cold hands. And his wet hair. And, finally, how it all feels when you have jemmer’s mix for 5/8: radio playing in your headphones.

dima safronov b2b dima studitsky — 5/8 : radio at at letnik , 31.05.2026 by 5/8 : Radio

коля аветисян — 5/8 : radio at at letnik , 31.05.2026 by 5/8 : Radio

kikok (live) — 5/8 : radio at at letnik , 31.05.2026 by 5/8 : Radio