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“So he lay in one shoe on the bed, and he shouted: “I don’t want to live here anymore!” I don’t want to lie down, stand, sit! I don't want to eat! Work, and ...

“He took the ring, and from the inside the gold was tender, you could touch it with your tongue and grin, unfreedom should be golden. Narrow, cold across the...

“I always considered it the last thing to admit that I am a writer. Especially when you just start telling. I always wanted the pictures of life to move as i...

“But they weren’t fools and they knew that if they told you how they fly, they’d be screwed. Because no one should ever tell anyone their dreams. And even th...

“I must admit, I have long been tormented by all these secret questions of the life of the soul, which for a business person would probably seem quite funny ...

“I wanted to live an easy life, pedal a carefree bicycle, swim, sunbathe, stretched out like a magic cross under the sun, occasionally raising my head and wa...

“There were two or three of them, maybe four. Nobody knew exactly how much. None of those with whom I later spoke and with whom the same thing happened as wi...

“...and now your arms will be like legs, and your legs (you guessed correctly) will be like arms, and instead of your head - nothing, oh bloody darkness of y...

“Being in chaos and despair and not recognizing it to oneself, making amazing movements that inevitably end in defeat - translucent shame and a cannonball of...

“But no, enough more deaths, there are sixteen more lives left and they need to be lived somehow, they need to be painted, they need to be dressed, dressed u...

“He went into McDonald's and grabbed a hamburger, experiencing a strange pleasure from how mediocre, gray and only slightly dirty everything here was. He sud...

The novel has a precise and bold dramaturgy and a shocking plot. It is no coincidence that it was written by the famous screenwriter and writer Andrei Bychko...