Russian Jews Don’t Cry

Only one man can't fall asleep at that late hour on board of Chinese jumbo jet heading to New York. It seems that the entire universe found peace with itself, slowly revealing unfamiliar constellations behind the window. Something is bothering him. Usually a sound sleeper, he didn't require much to drift away, but not on that night. He doesn't know what it is… Maybe, it is all just a dream…

If reality can turn into bizarre fantasy, and the fantasy can morph back into reality, then a twilight transition may exist somewhere on the way.

"A border patrol officer stamped my Exit Visa with a big, blue, round seal. 'Released!' I had been released from the most Evil Empire. I had been released from slavery. I had been released into the Free World! The sweetest release of them all — stateless, penniless but free! At that moment, I didn't care about tomorrow. I didn't care that I only had eighty dollars to my name, some clothes on my back, and a couple of suitcases. One thing I knew for sure I would never be a slave again."

The story is written as told by a young man in his twenties, bouncing around the world as a boat set loose in a stormy sea, trying to find his place in it. He hits the biggest jackpot of his life and lets it go away so easy.

The Author had lived through and experienced firsthand situations and places reflected in the book. Author lives in a New York City suburb, still enjoying every moment of novelty being a free man, even after so many years.