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.