He believed that the most important thing in life is the joy of doing your favorite work. But his work could not exist without the joy of the flesh, and the flesh cried out for pleasure. And one day she betrayed him. The life of Georges Simenon, full of work and joy, was blown up by a tragedy that had been brewing for many years...Simenon dedicated seventy-six novels and about thirty short stories to his beloved hero, Commissar Maigret. The writer and the police commissioner spent more than forty years in inseparable friendship - from 1928 to 1972. Maigret's adventures became the subject of fourteen films and forty-four television productions. And to this day, every time pleasure boats pass along the Quai des Orfevres, guides point to the third floor of the legendary Police Department building, in which “Maigret’s office is located”... “Simenon is Maigret” - say millions of people on earth ball. And they are very wrong. The similarity between the writer and the popular hero he created is very approximate. And their relationship with Eros turns them into irreconcilable antipodes. Stormy eroticism, quite surprising given the phenomenal literary productivity, left its mark on the writer’s fate - it became his dope and tragedy. The rebellious Eros, donning the mask of insane obsession, turned the writer’s life into a complete nightmare and, in the end, led to the tragedy that crushed him.