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Following the well established tradition, Studio had repeated its New Year celebration gig on exactly the New Year's night, for the enthusiastic audience of 20 some people congregated in deep secrecy in a flat on Rechnoy Vokzal. The New Year's night had begun at about 3PM Moscow time, with all of the artists and spectators busying themselves with meticulously marking the passage of midnight through every time zone that had a misfortune to lie between Anadyr' and Brest. So, when the long and exhausting job was done at last (incidentally, this was at 3AM Moscow time, since by Brest we always understood Brest, France, and not Brest-Litovsk), and when the public started to emanate a low humdrum signalling the readiness for fully appreciating the blood-sucking story of "Vampire nights" - by that time, the closest liquid that can pass for blood happened to be one of those killer strands of Armenian cognac which was normally prescribed by the shamans at the university polyclinic only as an ultimate pain killer to be applied after three failed exams in a row.
And so the show commenced. And the acting was as good as ever, even when some of the vampires had to resort to the help their hands to drag their feet on and off the stage. At some point, a congenial solution was found to this little mishap: we simply stopped leaving the stage, and continued all the way to the final remark, without moving an inch... needless to say that all of it was the effect of the particular type of blood we had to consume during that truly excruciating and heroic performance.
Still, nobody remembers that any one had made a mistake, confused the plot or forgot his or her part... A miracle of a sort, I would rather say.
Source: B.Karamazer , "The Unwritten History of the Brotherhood"