All our cockroaches come from childhood. Once they ran, invisible, next to us in diapers on crooked legs, and then they grew up. The author of the bestseller “Notes of a Non-Roman Pope” Oleg Batluk, having seen enough of his young son, goes on a nostalgic journey to meet the cockroaches of his childhood. The humorous collection takes the reader into the atmospheric era of Soviet stagnation, where everything stagnated except Oleg Batluk, who was growing perpendicular to the party line. Under the shadow of Brezhnev’s spreading eyebrows, a modest epic of the coming of age of a short-sighted boy unfolds, who would have been one of the first to be thrown off a cliff in Ancient Sparta. Not recommended for people with frequent bouts of hiccups due to the increased concentration of jokes and gags.