Eternal. Who is who. Zlotnikov R.V.V.

Sometimes it seems to us that in everyday life there is no place for a feat. Drinking rain, rattling train, crowds of preoccupied people... Even if this train is an old cosmic tug, and the rain goes on another planet. But in the world of an “eternal” place for the feat there is for any of its inhabitants. And precisely at that moment when death with a malicious smile becomes beckoning you with a bony finger, you will finally understand what yourself is capable of, what your friends and your enemies are capable of.