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Ėmigrirovav na pike brezhnevskogo zastoi͡a, avtor v 37 let okazalsi͡a v Nʹi͡u-Ĭorke. Chto dala emu ėmigrat͡sii͡a, chto otni͡ala - predmet osmyslenii͡a v ėtoĭ knige.<br>Dmitriĭ Tarasenkov vyros v moskovskoĭ literaturnoĭ srede. Otet͡s, nomenklaturnyĭ kritik, i͡avli͡al soboĭ znakovui͡u figuru v sisteme sot͡srealizma. Syn rabotal na Radio Svoboda. Byl, kak i otet͡s, zai͡adlym sobiratelem knig. Povidal mir, znal mnogikh nezauri͡adnykh li͡udeĭ.<br>Vstri͡akhivai͡a kaleĭdoskop svoeĭ zhizni, memuarist skepticheski otnositsi͡a k ustoi͡avshimsi͡a stereotipam - zloĭ pami͡ati emu ne zanimatʹ, on s veselym udivleniem, peredai͡ushchimsi͡a chitateli͡u, delitsi͡a podrobnosti͡ami okruzhavshego ego "tut" i "tam" mira.

Having emigrated at the peak of the Brezhnev stagnation, the author found himself in New York at the age of 37. What emigration gave him and what it took away is the subject of reflection in this book.
Dmitry Tarasenkov grew up in a Moscow literary environment. His father, a nomenklatura critic, was an iconic figure in the socialist realism system. My son worked for Radio Liberty. Like his father, he was an avid collector of books. I've seen the world, and I've known many extraordinary people.
Shaking up the kaleidoscope of his life, the memoirist is skeptical of established stereotypes — he does not occupy an evil memory, he shares the details of the world around him "here" and "there" with cheerful surprise, transmitted to the reader.