About the book: year / It's time to go for a walk, the eyes of the Chinese are from the sun, the cloying Egyptian lethargy of the pharaoh spread throughout the body. I’ve been to Egypt a couple of times, the land of dawns and dreams, a complete correspondence of unnatural sensations. There I met the priestess of love Arsemun. Thin bangs, the figure of a peacock, where the waist invited to be placed in a vessel. Arsemun saw poorly, but her inner beauty filled all the painful gaps. Egypt shocked everyone's imagination.