About the book: 1991 / “Why, won’t you regret your own mother? Why would you want to sell your homeland before everyone else? ...And then the search began according to all the rules of the current era. “Your documents!” - the gentlemen loaders demanded in an unapproachable voice. And they said with a threat: “Yeah! What evidence or evidence do you have that Veshalovka, indicated in the passport, still exists in this world?” Then the person on the waiting list hastily presented two or three witnesses. The gentlemen movers looked around the unfortunate Hanger in their minds, touched her with their fingers, pricked her with a nail, then winced at the supposed bad smell and threw her into the corner with a careless gesture. There, in the corner, whole clumsy heaps of these Hangers had already formed. Felix and Tam-Tam hastily wiped their hands on their dirty dressing gowns and wrote down the price on the list with chilled fingers. - Yes, fear God! - the person in line cried out, having discovered a lot of zeros in the statement and too few coins in his own hands. - What kind of God do you want? - Tam-Tam looked at the queue with crazy eyes. - You are trading your homeland, we are going to various violations for your sake, and for you, for all the good things, also give God in exchange?»