Москва. Квартирная симфония

Nichto ne vechno. Rozhdai͡utsi͡a i ischezai͡ut li͡udi, perekleivai͡utsi͡a oboi, meni͡ai͡ut nazvanii͡a pereulki, na meste prezhnikh domov vyrastai͡ut novye. No estʹ nechto neizmennoe: steny pervoĭ kvartiry, pervyĭ v tvoeĭ zhizni dvor, skrip starykh kacheleĭ - kak melodii͡a dalekogo detstva. Eshche odin vzmakh dirizherskoĭ palochki… i sosedi po kommunalʹnoĭ i͡unosti stanovi͡atsi͡a blizkimi tebe li͡udʹmi, zastrevai͡a v pami͡ati navsegda. Geroini͡a knigi - v proshlom rieltor. Skvozʹ istorii kvartir, - bolʹshikh i malenʹkikh, otdelʹnykh i kommunalʹnykh, "ubitykh" i ne ochenʹ, - Oksane Darovskoĭ udaetsi͡a vossozdatʹ podlinnye portrety li͡udeĭ, chʹi pechali i radosti, padenii͡a i vzlety spletai͡utsi͡a v cheredu nepokhozhikh sudeb, stanovi͡asʹ dvizhushcheĭ siloĭ ėtoĭ knigi, ee mnogogolosym leĭtmotivom, to grustnym, to veselym, kak sama zhiznʹ.

Nothing lasts forever. People are born and disappear, wallpaper is re-glued, alleys change their names, new houses grow in place of the former ones. But there is something unchangeable: the walls of the first apartment, the first yard in your life, the creak of an old swing – like the melody of a distant childhood. One more wave of the conductor's baton... and the neighbors from communal youth become people close to you, stuck in your memory forever. The heroine of the book is a former realtor. Through the stories of apartments, large and small, separate and communal, "killed" and not so much, Oksana Darovskaya manages to recreate authentic portraits of people whose sorrows and joys, falls and ups are intertwined in a series of dissimilar destinies, becoming the driving force of this book, its polyphonic leitmotif, sometimes sad, sometimes cheerful, like life itself.