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Kharkov, the fateful 1940th year. The world is already choking on the war, funerals from the Finnish people have already arrived, and rumors that the sentence of “10 years of forced labor camps without the right of correspondence and broadcasts” mean execution are heard more and more convincingly.
But the City does not have the right to fall into "stupid gloom." “They cut down the woods - chips fly,” the victims justify the country, liberated after the exposure of the New Year’s Eve. "This is mistake! Do not hand over tickets to the circus, I will be back in the evening! ”- the newly detained people throw goodbye to their relatives. Cinemas are crowded, clubs represent touring artists, fragments of verses and jazz melodies come from open windows, newspapers praise grandiose social records and the anniversary of the conclusion of a non-aggression pact with Germany ...
Only a few guess that all this is a feast during the plague. Among them involuntarily is Vladimir Morskoy, who was embroiled in scorched newspapermen, who was compelled to participate in the investigation of the brutal double murder.
