In this autobiographical play by Olga Pogodina based on letters from her brother written from prisons, she recounts difficult moments in her life and meditates on generations born in the USSR, now a state that has ceased to exist. The play is an unusual, semi-documentary flood of text, interspersed with real letters. There is no subject, no classical character development, simply a raw piece of meat torn from reality. To establish order in the home it is necessary to rid oneself of garbage but what if this garbage is the warm and precious illusions of the heart? It is painful to bring order to one’s life. It is painful to emerge from the “zone” and see reality; it is much easier to deceive oneself, taking a light analgesic. And all the same it is the only path to begin to live. Theatre KnAM adds to this written text a taste of living, human emotion, mixed with video clips and sound effects.