Just yesterday there were giant anthills around the end of the twenty-second century, covering cities with concrete domes, and a court hearing at which I was found guilty of committing many war crimes. The sentence is death. And today there is an open sky overhead and the beginning of the twentieth century. It’s an amazing time—the first gasoline-powered cars are side by side with steam engines and horse-drawn carriages, no one has heard of the tax on outside air or the destruction of the ozone layer. And also the mafia - after all, I am now an accomplice in one of the criminal Families of New York, in which the bloody limit of the spheres of influence of the Italian Bosses is coming. And all this thanks to Shiza, my personal guardian angel or tempter demon, with whom I made a deal. And also these damn dreams, the legacy of previous lives that torment me every night...