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Vasily Lokhankin, a middle-aged man, lies on a worn-out old couch in a room of a Soviet communal apartment. He’s wearing a crumpled woolen robe, his hair is disheveled. In his hands, he holds the book Man and Woman, reading with a serious yet slightly flushed expression, his posture subtly tense, hinting at restrained excitement. On the table nearby, there’s a tattered volume of Brockhaus and Efron encyclopedia, with a few neatly stacked sheets of his poetry. Background: peeling paint on the walls, Soviet posters from the 1930s, the atmosphere of The Raven's Nest—poor but relatively tidy.