ABSTRACT As long as you understand the meaning of the word “love” in the generally accepted, worn-out sense, and it has not yet become a fatal diagnosis, you, in principle, are a completely normal and even happy person. And next to ordinary love, “never” grins maliciously. The word-mockery, the word-mockery, it knows for sure that you will definitely trip over it and break yourself, falling from a height into the very abyss.

From the person who posted it: the author is sick of fakes, so I’m posting the book with a PM.< /p>