Perhaps drawn by the cars and trolleys bouncing along nearby streets, a bourgeois-looking Vladimir Lenin persistently tries to hail a cab near the intersection of Marx and Lenin streets in Irkutsk, seemingly never discouraged by the lack of interest.  Every town and city had at least one Lenin statute, and this pose was a favorite, despite the fact that the figure looks like he just emerged from the smoking room of the finest club of imperialist exploiters.