About the book: year / Does it happen that you woke up, left the house, and there was complete silence on the street: are the roads empty? There are no these eternal, annoying traffic jams. Moreover: I’ll probably say something amazing now, but you’ll think that the boy has read a lot of science fiction (post-apocalyptic sense). However, I wanted to say that there are not even ordinary passers-by on the street. No, of course, I haven’t read a lot of science fiction. I just wanted to say that there is an explanation for everything. Well, at least it should be. And what will be described in my story is not a post-apocalypse. I say this because I usually don’t resort to any clichéd plots. What I’m talking about looks like a post-apocalypse only in appearance. But again I imagine what you will say: “The boy speaks in Aesopian language? Oh, how amazing this is!” However, this is not science fiction or post-apocalyptic. I just try to avoid second-hand stories. The kind about people who get caught, who have no other occupation than getting into strange or distorted universes, kicking the bullshit at them and dragging out this matter for four hundred pages. That is, to help the author so that he fits into the book format, and not so that he is able to explain why and why he sent his characters there.