“...My heart vibrated pleasantly in time with thoughts of mortality when the phone vibrated in my pocket. The number was unrecognizable. At home it’s alarming, but on the street it seems like an adventure. “Good afternoon, they’re listening to you,” I didn’t lie into the phone. “Hello, Oleg, this is Lena, do you recognize me?” - The voice was beautiful and sonorous, but did not reveal the status of his personal life, nor did it create associations with a specific person, given the extreme rarity of the name Lena. - Of course, you didn’t find out where I am! “The ringing female voice continued broadcasting, quite usually taking the male pause as an opportunity to talk to herself...”