... Maybe it's not even one piece of paper, maybe it's sheets from the notebook, the reverse side of the torn envelope, pruning cardboard, but anything that can be written on it is not the essence of the matter. What kind of person is this? Definitely a participant of events. Why is there no description of his character? - what he did, what he thought, how he felt about what happened? And why? There is a text written by himself. For example, you come to the hotel and find part of the page in the nightstand - someone's record - about life, about yourself, about what he saw, or what he suddenly decided to remember. You have read these scattered notes and touched the edge of someone's life. You sit and think about who that person is... It will remain unknown to you, but you will want to understand it for a moment...