About the book: year / The clock hands have crossed midnight. This was not the first time that two men emptied the contents of vessels resembling a Klein bottle in their favorite bar, “Klein Bottle.” Fortunately, the curfew had been abolished by the beginning of the twenty-second century, so visitors who had stayed for so long were not in danger. The bartender was silently wiping beer glasses behind the bar: there was nothing you could say to regular customers. But the music had already been turned off, so there was almost silence in the usually noisy room, except for two quiet voices. It smelled of beer and fried crackers.