Маnhole covers. The biggest danger in SPB. Not like in Bucharest, where they may not even exist. They exist here. They exist as small circles of death. The sidewalk can be clear (not often) and you can be in your stride, because after all, strut when you can strut. And then, without warning, in the middle of a clear sidewalk, one foot is suddenly not where you put it. In the smallest fraction of a second it is two feet further forward and perhaps one foot higher than the calculated step you had intended. What happened? Manhole covers. No matter the conditions, they are like pure ice. Step around them. For god’s sake, step around them.