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This mystical story began when my great-grandfather, Viktor Ivanovich Glinsky-Safronov1, listed on Wikipedia for his contribution to musical literature and culture, met the already famous writer Mikhail Bulgakov2 at the Bolshoi Theater, where they both served the arts.

In the evenings, they used to return home together and often visited each other, since they lived nearby. My great-grandfather’s apartment, where I was born and lived as a child, is located in a house on Sadovo-Triumfalnaya street, right next to the Mayakovskaya metro station, practically on Tverskaya street, 3—5 minutes from the “bad flat” where Bulgakov lived.

I don’t know whether the mystique was passed on to me from my great-grandfather or his friend, the writer, or from my grandmother and her sisters with unambiguous names Margarita and Gella (yes, Gella, “whose beauty was spoiled only by a scar on her neck”3), because they repeatedly visited Bulgakov thanks to their father, but in my life, and, as a result, in autobiographical poetry and novels about Other Reality, you can easily find brooms and stupas, star solitaire, spells to summon spirits and howling ghosts, Fridays the 13^th, the Cat, and, in fact, Woland and Master.

However, my name was Alice, my Cat was Lunar, my Master was not a writer, but the Magician, and my Woland materialized not on the Patriarch’s Ponds, but in a cafe on Rublyovka. That period of my life now seems to be a vague past, which may never have happened, but…

…In September 2020, after going through the actually existing and functioning Portal (!) during a tour of the Bulgakov House Museum and Theater, the Moscow City Organization of the Union of Writers of Russia and the Non-commercial Partnership “Literary Republic”, represented by Olga Boyarinova, agreed with the director of the Bulgakov House, Natalia Sklyarova, to hold a series of literary parties, at which I had the honor to make presentations of books by members of the Union of Writers of Russia, as well as to hold the Open Microphone competitions.

Unfortunately, due to the Covid-19 pandemic, the start of our parties was postponed until winter. We started finally, and our first night in the magical Mansion transferred the guests to the Other Reality…

Do you think that the story I am going to tell you now is just a fairy tale, and no Portals really exist?

Well! Take a tour of Bulgakov House and wait for miracles!

Alexandra Kryuchkova,

Honored Writer

of the Moscow Сity Organization

of the Union of Writers of Russia,

laureate of international literary awards

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