Peak hour. Bychkovsky V.

“Hour of the Peak” was experienced by every person - this is the time of crowds in the subway, in transport, in motion along the central streets of the city, and this has already become familiar, but always bothers, annoying, exciting. We physically feel a great danger in the peak of the peak, we do not know how the people around us will behave, how we will behave. But we can still explain this “hour of peak”, but unpredictability in fate, when longing suddenly turns into an alarming expectation of the meeting, and the desire of a new life is felt with such an acute that this miracle seems very close, you just need to see it and You will immediately recognize your “hour”. But in the space surrounding us, other laws where to see, consider, and even more so understand, is simply impossible. It is even more difficult to find our wonderful mark inside our life that we lead, inside this such philistine, such an artless era, at the sight of these things, this policy, these people! And the fact that in rare hours of joy happens to us, the fact that for us bliss, event, inference is the world considers almost crazy. And again we involuntarily plunge into the world where the same crush where we have to push, until the hour of finding or the hour of loss happens... In other words, the same “Hour of the Peak”, to which this small book is dedicated to, where the plots are collected, in which, I dare to hope, there is an antidote from all falsehood.