The swing is broken, marginals gather at the tables, have a drink, have a snack, right on the playground.And behind the former pharmacy, down Tselinnaya Street, inside the block where Pavlova Street is, there is no playground, no swings, nothing for children, only two tables where people gather to drink and have a snack, make a playground for children, put a swing. Children are our future, and growing up in such an environment, what do they see and absorb from childhood? What is the example before your eyes? And what will grow out of them then?