“Hello! I know you: you are the few who sometimes manage to break away from the Internet and, at least for a couple of hours, be alone with their former, faithful friends - books. And I am the author of this book. They call me a funny writer - don't believe me. At my core, I am a very sad person, and the only funny thing in my life is my own biography. For example, since childhood I hated mathematics, and graduated from the Kiev Automobile and Road Institute. (I won’t tell you how I graduated - this is no longer humor, but fantasy). The teachers gave me a diploma, congratulated themselves on my graduation and offered to choose a direction for work. In those years, there was such a practice: they hypocritically asked you: “Where do you want?”, and then sent you wherever they wanted. I always liked cities with double names: Monte Carlo, Buenos Aires, San Francisco - so I was sent to Kzyl-Orda. There, in Central Asia, I built my first and only bridge. (I won’t tell you its more precise location: after all, the reader is a friend, and I give the address of my bridge only to enemies)..."