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This is a somewhat bizarre book about the fact that even the executioner's axe cannot overcome human dignity. The axe will be scratched out, rust will grind it down, but the word of Danylo Bratkovsky is not subject to rust or decay forever.

The book also talks about love and dignity, which are worth defending with arms in hand, if life returns...

Ivan Korsak writes about the present as talentedly and unexpectedly as he writes about our glorious past.