Book: Apartment in Paris

Life does not forgive mistakes. Lost opportunities cannot be returned. Life does not give gifts either. Life is a road roller, it is a despot who holds his kingdom in his fist and sows fear in it with an invincible weapon, whose name is Time. Time always wins. It is the greatest villain in history. No detective would ever lock him.

There will always be people who are ready to resist, to fight against social injustices, not to put up with the declared disasters.

A hangover in all its glory: a crushing headache, a taste of cement in the mouth, nausea, aching joints, lethargy ... A ritual scene, after which he habitually swore to himself that he would no longer take alcohol in his mouth. He swore, knowing that the determination would not last long: already at noon there would again be a desire to wet the throat, well, there ...