"...These two people made me repeat myself about the cat. I repeated that it was my responsibility. Then they asked how I had gotten there and I told them that I dug a pit in the sandbox, went home for the bowl, and then jumped down into hell. Then they went with me to where I had jumped down and spent a long time looking into the hole, you could see the stars really well through it. I asked if I could get my cat back. Then they said that the cat wasn’t there. I felt much better because the cat hadn’t ended up in hell."

Моя повесть "Валерий" в прекрасном, мне кажется, переводе Майи Винокур. Спасибо ей большое. // My short novel Valerii translated by the wonderful Maya Vinokour.

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