“GNOME” is a slightly criminal story, almost real, dramatic and strange... about people whom we do not notice, but when we notice, we try to avert our eyes as quickly as possible... about people whom we never think of as the same , like us - those who dream, who want to receive from life, like us - its gifts, or simply - to live... normally... someone - all their lives asking the question: “why?”, someone - without thinking about the means of achieving life, invented for themselves, or - for basic survival, and having learned to survive - in getting more and more - depriving those who interfere with what they have already achieved, and, often, life... but all this is the story of “GNOME”, for now …… “He sat at one end of the huge dining table, sparkling with expensiveness, in front of an unopened bottle of vodka, sometimes raising his dark gray eyes to a photo of his parents framed to match the furniture and table, with a black ribbon in the corner. He knew before that he had no future, and now, without them, he lost his life altogether.”