Ivan Gorodetsky never finished finishing his, albeit secondary, but quite readable work. But a miracle happened - I had the opportunity to personally participate in a similar world, fantastic from the point of view of technological civilization. Only this world was no longer the creation of a cheerful author, offended by unknown haters - it was piercingly real, with many details and very sensual for a youth with the consciousness of a wise old man from “another world.”

Author’s notes: I am writing, as they say, “live” and post it right away. So please forgive any typos and inaccuracies...