Yuri Karakur. Porcelain

This book is about fragile things: about fragile old age, about timid childhood, about neighbors in the same building who suddenly disappear from the bench, about a smoky church on the top floor of a hospital, about a reserved seat carriage in which a woman snored loudly all night, about lost letters from Mariupol, about red currants that bleed if they are carelessly picked from the branch, about the world peeked out from under the peak of a brand new USA California baseball cap.

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