“Like many, in my youth I had - well, idols not idols - but singers (that is, actually, singers) for whom I pined at a distance. I especially liked one. I knew that I would never meet her , because I live in a country of victorious socialism, and she is in “America-where-I-will-never-be.” And it’s not just about the Iron Curtain. And then, she was already very old for me. , about twenty-six. But her face seemed magical to me, and she sang songs mainly about unrequited love. As they say, years passed... And suddenly I came across a familiar name on YouTube. combination with an unfamiliar face. No, what upset me was not that she had aged. This is normal, and my former love looks good: no braces, no collagen lips..."