Svetlana Alexievich. Enchanted by Death (№ 406530)

Have you ever thought that the idea devoured, corrupted and disfigured the best? It opened up to you, you saw her bloody face, and we looked, loved something else - touching, poetic ... What a painful release ... Torture ... Monolith, block! My God! You are not able to escape there, like a butterfly in cement ... You cannot tear yourself off. Who are you? You are only a monolith, without "I", with everyone. When did I realize this? At fifty ... In a madhouse ... This is a crazy story, Soviet detective ...