About the book: year / When I think about my childhood, I remember my grandmother’s old house, lost on the outskirts of a quiet, southern city; Such cities live only in the summer, when the heat attracts those who like to soak up the sunny sky and swim in the refreshing, salty water. I first visited there at the age of two, if the photograph of a curly-haired boy smiling at me, with a freckled nose and blue eyes, vaguely reminiscent of me, does not lie.