“...Tired of scandals, Sasha pretended that she was actively studying English and was even thinking about entering a “normal” institute or university, and in the afternoon she went to the theater studio of the great and wonderful Vasily Ivanovich Krasnov. She sang, learned a small role and dreamed, dreamed, dreamed... How inspired I breathed on stage, how my chest trembled, as if magic fell on my shoulders with an invisible blanket and wrapped me up, warmed me... Is it possible to exchange this mystery, delight, laughter and tears for boo- boo-boo and numbers in a row or column?..."