The author is a popular Russian photographer, journalist, and translator, as well as a fashion designer. The book is based on real events and is the result of a synthesis of memoir prose and a novel—recollections and authorial fiction. This is the story of one Moscow courtyard, with its special air, and with astonishing human destinies. The courtyard isn’t invented: it has an address—Moscow, Povarskaya Street (in 1923–1993 it was Vorovskogo Street), house 52—the place where Ekaterina’s childhood took place. The book’s heroes are her father, the poet Robert Rozhdestvensky; her mother, the literary critic Alla Kireeva; and their friends—still young people from the fifties, the “sixtiers” (later they would be called that). Once you listen to the book, you’ll probably want to visit that little courtyard, inhale the delightful scent of Sunday pies, marvel at the white sheets and colored shirts fluttering on ropes like giant birds’ wings, and timidly smile at the bronze lion of Tolstoy forever frozen on a pedestal. Too bad that today the courtyard is no longer the same....