The book "17 m/s" has nothing to do with weather forecasters, although seventeen meters per second is exactly the wind speed at which storm warnings are transmitted. “17 m /s” is a journey but life at the speed of a hurricane wind Berlin, the Caribbean, the Isthmus of Panama, the Dominion, the British Isles, South Africa ... Because the main thing in this book is the funny and sad, terrible and joyful throws of a confused, confused, but free soul. "Launched Fly From the Yard", strippers from Lipetsk, oligarchs, brilliant artists, plumbers, illusionists - confused souls are twisted by the hurricane flow of life. And this life, which at first glance is a bit like Dante's hell, from the height of flight, the souls seeking becomes like an incredible, strange fairy tale without a bad spear. And all this flies away like a husk, when you rise at the speed of a hurricane wind up . And you stay on the draft . Alone . In anticipation of love...