About the book: 1953 / A man in a strict dark blue suit walked into my door sideways. He was holding a gray felt hat in his hand. His face was long and pale, his eyes and eyebrows were black. On his high forehead, his hair was neatly combed, resembling black ribbons. Only his tie was colored. He hung on his sunken chest, like a bright red passion that had dozed off for a while. The man quickly looked around my office with sharp black eyes, then looked out into the corridor. His hairy nostrils flared, sniffing as if sensing a gas leak....