He is blond, sexy, and muscular, with short hair combed back and thick blond bangs that fall over his face. He looks into the camera. He wears tight-fitting pants that accentuate his muscular legs and round butt. He is dressed in a winter folk costume with fur and embroidered with beaded flowers. He is 18 years old and stands in an old market. It is winter. There is a blizzard. He holds a beautiful painted plate with thin, large pancakes topped with black or red caviar. Maslenitsa has arrived. The guy smiles.