Once in 10-11 years, I chitalaKuhnyuetogo same author, I do not have absolutely no recollection of the plot, the characters, but there were images and feelings from reading.To read this book, I needed a certain state: to me it is almost never given to the house, but on the road, when you have headphones playing your favorite songs, and the window to slip winter forest, the soul spreads warmth and peace, there is a full immersion into the story .

To read this book, I needed a certain state: to me it is almost never given to the house, but on the road, when you have headphones playing your favorite songs, and the window to slip winter forest, the soul spreads warmth and peace, there is a full immersion into the story .Still, the literature lays a huge imprint culture.In the last pages of the book for me it was mentioned that you dislike, and perhaps even a sore subject: cheating.Although for some reason, it's hard to call the final finale, it creates the feeling that we were shown only a specific slice of life heroes, and the borders of the book is life and continues.

I react very strongly to this and therefore the final turned to me with a certain bitterness.And there s no borders or edges ...

And there s no borders or edges ...

Amrita 5 out of 5 stars