Trekhprudny Lane

A. went to check out a nearby swimming pool today during his lunch hour. The pool is part of an Olympic training school but it's open to the public at certain hours, and he plans to do laps  a few times a week. To be eligible to use the pool, though, he had to visit the doctor to obtain a certificate of health, and to get that certificate, he had to have an impressively thorough physical exam, including a blood test and (squeamish reader, look away) a fecal exam. Today he presented the certificate in its plastic cover at the pool desk, where it was acknowledged and handed back, along with a certificate indicating that the health certificate had been received. "Don't you want to make a copy?" he asked. After a blank look, the attendant said, "Of course not. You bring it with you each time you come." "Well, can you make a copy for me?" A. asked. "No," was the reply. "But you can take a picture of it with your cell phone."