The only writer's home in Russia that is still a genuine, lived-in communal flat. Dovlatov grew up here, became a writer here — then left for America and rebuilt this apartment from memory, book by book.
In 1944 a three-year-old boy named Seryozha was brought to apartment 34 at 23 Rubinstein Street. He grew up in its long, gloomy corridor and became a writer in the room with the tiled stove — where he drank port wine with Joseph Brodsky. Then he left: first for Tallinn, then for New York. He never came back. The apartment didn't take it personally; it simply went on living.
It is still a working communal flat. Behind some doors — the museum: Dovlatov's room, his neighbours' rooms, the kitchen, the corridor. Behind the other doors — real neighbours and real life, which is exactly why the museum opens by appointment only, for small groups, like a visit to someone's home. Which it is.
A route through three genuine communal apartments — the main one being Dovlatov's own, apt. 34. Starts at the exit of Zvenigorodskaya metro station.
An evening inside the apartment itself: theatre at arm's length, the kitchen, the corridor, the neighbours' stories. Meet in the front courtyard of 23 Rubinstein St.
A play performed inside the communal apartment for an audience of up to 23. Leave a request — we'll write back with the nearest dates.
Pick a format, a day and a time — available slots update live. Confirmation and your ticket will arrive by email. Payment on site, no prepayment.
Performance dates are announced separately. Leave your contacts — we'll email you the nearest ones.
“No goodbyes — I'll call you.”