“In every silence there is its own hysteria”—a story about the fates of heroes from different generations, about love and loneliness.
St. Petersburg. The story of one friendship, two betrayals, three wishes, and four corners, where love pitches its caviar to the world. It all began with her sitting in front of him, flipping through her endless legs, while he, who had never once read books like these, didn’t know from which page this novel started. A novel in which friendship—years-long, preserved in a vessel of mutual understanding—slowly entwined itself with love’s flexible vine until the glass cracked and, from within, came hot blood of revenge and hatred.