Does anyone feel nostalgic for weekly trips to a public bath?! Shabby lockers for things, heavy piles of water, brown loose foam, frighteningly naked women... A writer's word - precise, ironic, illuminated by childhood memories - can turn this unsightly everyday life into an enchantingly bright picture, into which you suddenly want to plunge into such obviousness that Neither the pale remnants on the wet cement floor nor the menacing mustachioed bath attendant will frighten you. Through the eyes of Antoshka Petrova, the main character of the series of stories, we see our recent past. And we... like it!