This book is about love. About love that overtook a person at the end of his life, which he lived mediocrely, wasting his body on loveless sex and not wasting his soul. The love that happened to him is disastrous and beautiful, it fills his existence with meaning, reveals to him a different vision of familiar things and breathes living warmth into his profession, which has become a cold craft. And this book is also about old age. About that time when desires are still alive, but strength is already running out, and a person has the last wisdom left - to see without embellishment and deceptive illusions all the beauty, cruelty and irrevocable transience of life.