About the book: year / ...Where they don't sleep again, maybe they drink wine, maybe they sit like that, or simply - two people can't separate their hands..." "Sleepless" the window was on the second floor. The silhouette of a seated woman could be seen in it. I had nowhere to rush. I sat down on the bench and began to stare at the female silhouette in the window. “Why do I need this?” I thought. After all, the wind bites, and the moon... well, etc. And I didn’t find the answer…