About the book: 1984 / ...When I was born, I immediately screamed so much that the whole maternity hospital came running. I was not a sick child; on the contrary, I rather resembled a Mongol warrior. The majority of those who came running were amazed at my ugliness, the incredibly narrow and slanted slits of my eyes. But the body was strong. Unlike other babies, I hardly slept, but screamed all the time, deafeningly and for no reason. He ended his cry with some special howl. Long later, when I was a boy, I had an abnormally large navel, which I then cried out about. What was in this cry - a sign or a premonition?