“So much nonsense has been written about love that most likely nothing has been written about it at all,” writes Viktor Erofeev in his book, trying to re-understand the nature of love, describe the birth, bliss, torment and death of love, the heaven and hell of love relationships. He sees the modern world as a love factory where the insidious drug of happiness is manufactured. The book is daring, bright and merciless in Erofeev’s style. For millions of hostages of love.