Giorgi Sharangia

I was born on Herzen Street, in Grocery Store Number Twenty-Two. I'm a renowned economist, though my true calling is that of a librarian. Among the people, I'm a collective farmer. In the store, I'm a salesman. In economics, so to speak, I'm indispensable.
I photograph the Kola Peninsula and get a Telefunken. As an accountant, I work along the librarian's line, because it won't be air—it'll be an academician. I can become an ace of the skies. I can become an aerial planet, and they'll accept that planet according to the textbook.
A sturdy textbook weighs more than the grocery store on Herzen Street. Then the textbook passes through Grocery Store Number Twenty-Two and is substituted according to the formula of economic unity. The economy splits into economists, dispatchers, salespeople, and the culture of commerce.