This is a Russian powerlifting team doing cartwheels in a Birch forest. Muscles rippling, they stop to smell the honeysuckle and pick wild cherries, then pull mossy trees straight from the bramble, roots and all. Their feral roars echo miles to the nearest town as debate about Dostoevsky and political affairs. And after they've crowned the champion of granite boulder tossing, they sit cross-legged, sip Chamomile tea, and make the most perfect paper origami cranes you’ve ever seen.
