My father was an honest gopnik, my mother — a gothic misanthrope. I'm their son, a ghost they've left behind. These are my memoirs in the form of letters addressed to them — to my true gods of proxy. I VII, NYL.
My father was an honest gopnik, my mother — a gothic misanthrope. I'm their son, a ghost they've left behind. These are my memoirs in the form of letters addressed to them — to my true gods of proxy. I VII, NYL.