Dina Rubina. It only hurts when I laugh (№ 412802)

The writer is a unique archivist, a guardian of time, a strange character - in his knapsack there are styles of clothes, brands of cars, the shine of a tin roof of a barn, a crumpled napkin with a fleeting address, a barely dried tear on the cheekbone of a laughing girl, molding of Baltic clouds ... And when from all this junk suddenly a piece of time will come to life and stir, a segment of an epoch ... that's really jubilation, that's joy!