An autobiography is not literature, but a tool with which you can look closely at the events of your own life and accept them. This book doesn’t claim anything except the story of a woman who from childhood was simply too lazy to pretend. «I attribute the fanaticism of openness not to personal merits, but to the fact that I belong to the first generation born without Stalin. I hope this book is not only about me, but also about the times—an “exposure striptease” against the background of the second half of the twentieth century.»