Vernakuli︠a︡r Aleksandrapolʹskogo "Aristokrata''
Koleso krasnogo velosipeda. SPOKUZA. Z︠H︡eleznyĭ kupol
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translation: Vernacular of Alexandrapol's "Aristocrat" - Red Bicycle Wheel. SPOKUZA. Iron Dome
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Trilogy. Documentary novels. "Vernacular of the Alexandrapol "aristocrat"" is a big story about the stories of the little ones. About those that people start telling to a person as soon as he has time to be born. They do not always have a plot, they can sound short: "Where have you been?" - they sometimes consist of only touches. A big story about a journey to the light. How to find it in yourself, if it is dark both around and at the end of a tunnel that you have barely felt. Simple mathematics: many little stories - a lot of light. Simple astronomy: going to this light is as normal as seeing a long-extinguished star. A big story about the fact that you can break any imposed system. That to do this you do not need to complain about it, but just do your own thing - the way you think is right. And, of course, take responsibility for it. A big story about miracles that do not exist. For example, that it is impossible to love a world in which no one loves you. It is impossible to believe in the resurrection of someone you buried with your own hands if you did not wait for him every day for half a century. It is impossible to build a house if you do not lay the first stone. It is impossible to run time backwards if there is nothing to return to. Told in a language that is not at all tender, created by a mixture of words and things: "genetic wires", stone and egg yolk, potatoes fried until golden. A sad but honest story about the loneliness of choice.
