Symbols of the Soviet era can be found in many places around the factory, including Karl Marx and Vladimir Lenin. I personally call this photograph "A Call to the Past."

Personally, I'm even afraid to go near some of the machines. They rumble and clank so loudly while they're working. And, in general, the noise in these workshops is unbearable when the machines are running.

One of the factory's craftsmen at work. It's either a button accordion or a bayan—I'm always confused.

The factory's workforce is made up primarily of older people. There are some young people, too, but not many.

The factory building is very old, built during the early Soviet Union.

This photo was taken in winter. In some workshops, despite the heating, it's quite cold, and people have to dress warmly.

Jamal, one of the factory's best craftsmen, has been working at the factory for a long time and makes the most expensive and best instruments.

Someone left an unextinguished cigarette butt in the ashtray, which ignited all the others. As a result, the entire smoking room filled with smoke from smoldering cigarettes.

This is a photograph of the factory's best mechanic. He died long ago. His colleagues erected it in memory of their former comrade.

In one of the factory workshops.

People work under the supervision of the former leader, Vladimir Lenin.

The process of fine-tuning the sound of a harmonica. And a button accordion. Or an accordion.

Lunch break is time to play dominoes.

Officially, playing dominoes in the factory is prohibited, but management turns a blind eye to this hobby of the male part of the team.

Smoking is permitted in strictly designated areas at the factory, but not everyone follows this rule. Even though Marx and Lenin are watching for violators.

The master at work.

The instrument's sound can also be adjusted using a computer.

The production section for wooden accordion bodies. Sanding, I think.

Production portrait.

Tool for work.

The majority of the team at the accordion assembly stage are women.

In general, working in a factory isn't easy. And the wages are very low.

A woman glues voice bars into the resonators of an accordion.

During my lunch break, I struck up a conversation with one of the factory workers. He wasn't particularly cheerful, complaining about his hard life and low wages.

Sound adjustments again.

This is the stage where the wooden bodies of the accordion are covered with colored celluloid, which is first softened in a special solvent. It's a very hazardous production process, hence the need for so many exhaust hoods. But people have to work. And, as a rule, only women work here.

Warehouse of accordion cases.

Quality control area. Everything needs to be looked at.

A man carries a finished tool to the finished goods warehouse.