So I lived to be sixty-eight years old, I recently turned it. Now I’m writing a monograph on my artifact. I'm a former archaeologist, a former dean, and I'm retired. The black orange that one student gave me as a gift on an expedition turned out to be an amazing artifact of the ancients in Mesopotamia. It all started with him. This is what I call it, a black orange, but in fact it is an unknown anthracite polyhedron, which our scientists determined by radiocarbon dating to be fifteen thousand years old, although they were very mistaken. In fact, this orange turned out to be magical and the essence sitting inside it offered me a second life. Tell me, would you refuse this? I didn’t refuse and that’s where my adventures began.