About the book: year / ...The Devil loved to go to church. He loved the orphan white walls of small provincial churches, like closets with naive prop utensils, and the majestic lilac dust Notre-Dame Cathedral, the impenetrable stucco armor of pointed Catholic churches and the gloomy afterlife darkness of the Kremlin churches, their plump domes buried in the loose Moscow sky. He loved to go there on weekdays and on holidays. He did not go out of a sense of duty, he loved... But most of all, the Devil loved Kyiv Lavra…