Balcony on Kutuzovsky

The address is a little life. Limited not only by geography and time, but also with favorite things, a view of the window to the courtyard, cute home smells and sounds inherent in this place, but most importantly - relatives, this house filling.

Here is a new novel about my next address - Kutuzovsky, 17 - and about the memorable for many time, the sixties. He is about childhood, about grandmothers, a field and Lida, about parents who are always away, and about an unloved school. When there are no parents, I sleep in the Papkin office, I like everything there - and the portrait of Hemingway on the wall, and fashionable furniture, striped rugs, and shelves with books. When they finally come, they always have guests whom I do not like - they drink port, eat everything that grandmothers prepared, constantly smoke, argue and read poetry. Boring....

This is an attempt to dive in the sixties, in that sweet reality when everything was simpler, more humane, kinder and more understandable.

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