"The cold breeze caresses my face, and the bright stars in the sky catch my sight... and the streets below me are devoid of people, except for what is rare, arouses melancholy in my heart... and there, far away, under the shade of that lush tree, a person adjusts his clothes while pointing to rushing cars that do not stop, then he straightens up and supports me." With his back to the tree trunk until a car is satisfied with him and allows him to enter... Oh, I dream so much about this scene... that my room is watched by a man who takes shelter in the shade of this tree and does not calm down and does not let his eyes know anything except when I turn off the light in my room... At that moment he feels reassured and then leaves... Where do I do with this? The man?" *** This is the novel of a professional storyteller, who treads in his letters the secrets of joy and frustration, and soars in the horizons of ugliness, searching for signs of beauty! He creates his characters from the details of life, and scatters them on paper so that they appear as if they were alive. They have the same characteristics and contradictions as humans. You accept their positions, or reject them. You sympathize with them, or take a position against them. But all the time you live with them, see them, and sometimes even hear them.
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