“Before the renovation, I had a huge thick mirror in my hallway, more than two and a half meters high and about one and a half meters wide. I didn't like this mirror. I don't know why I didn't like it. I guess it seemed to me that it still reflected my childhood crib, standing next to the piano. When I combed my hair in front of the mirror or looked at the gray hairs appearing in my mustache, I noticed that crib out of the corner of my eye, and it annoyed me. I have already grown up, I have already gained weight several times and lost the weight back, I have already been married, divorced and married for the second or third time. I managed to become myself, as I know myself, but the crib still did not want to disappear from the mirror...”