The hero's pedigree is rooted in the world of shamanic legends of South America and China, while an attentive reader will easily detect Griffith's family resemblance to Lucas Cortazar, Chevilard's Crab or Palomar Calvino. The intonation evokes the sparkling dialogues of Beckett or the language of crazy Taoists and Chan Buddhists. The very appeal to the genre of short, dense prose, which, if not for the powerful poetic charge, could be called a collection of anecdotes, indicates the author’s familiarity with the tradition of European minimalism, represented today in Russia by the translations of Francis Ponge, Jean-Marie Sidaner and Jean-Marie Sidaner. Phillip Toussaint. Turning the page, the reader turns the glass of the kaleidoscope again: the worlds of this book are unique and infinitely diverse. They can be dark, sometimes painfully strange. One thing remains the same: in each of them there is a certain nostalgic image, a ghostly breath or a ray of sunshine, something that makes this book a happy, albeit risky, adventure.