“Several years ago, engineer Poluyanov decided to change his fate and hope, gave up a good position at a research institute... was able to go to the village, settle down and mind his own business. <…>In the village of Kukareki, abandoned by the world, everyone works all day, fiddling around in front of each other, but when they get together, they chatter so quickly that it seems: they don’t speak Russian. And you will pass by, and you will not understand what we are talking about. And so they talk, they chatter, they chatter, and then suddenly they suddenly slow down and run away. They all talk at once about what they already know from conversations with each other. But some kind of need drives them to talk about this same, familiar thing, all together.”