About the book: 2016 / What did he say? I'm at a loss for words. I don’t know him at all, I couldn’t fit his personality into an hour of communication. I remember only distant details: the folds on the shirt, the diction, but I cannot reproduce them here and now. His voice changes every time I try to remember it—not by much, but it mutates. The sentence he said, I remember it almost exactly - I read it, it gives birth to him every time, but it is him only at that moment. Like a match fire that will go out in a few moments...