Anton Chudinov is still young, but already a hardened cynic: a typical poor cop with a disgusting personality and an eternally filthy bachelor lair. Love, tenderness, attachment? Thanks, but he doesn’t need any of that anymore. “Good quality” dirty sex—preferably every time with a new girl—is the line he is no longer willing to cross in a relationship with a woman. Even the prettiest, even the smartest, even the most sensitive, even “the one who sees everything.” Though no—there’s something very complicated and confusing about “the one who sees.”