About the book: 2021 / The moist cool air pleasantly cooled the chest. Running in such weather is a pleasure: it’s no longer hot, not yet cold. Plus twelve. And you can’t take your eyes off the beauty all around. Mitya especially loved the golden autumn in the ancient Moscow park. Autumn in general was his favorite time of year, when the world around him slowed down, as if preparing to hibernate. In the past there remained the hot summer bustle, when he wanted to do everything, long, almost white nights, depriving him of sleep and making him dream and yearn for something unrealistic. In the spring and summer, he wanted to fall in love, badly, until his legs trembled, although he really couldn’t afford that. Russian champion in sports ballroom dancing in the European program, almost a European champion. There's too much at stake for your legs to shake. Dmitry Frish experienced such languor of spirit every year somewhere from mid-April to early August, and then nothing, let go.