In one of my stories, written in the early nineties, there was the following phrase: “At that historical time there was only one party in the country, but so big that even non-party people did not know where to get away from it...”. Sometimes I read a story from the stage. There was a lot of laughter in this place. By the end of the nineties, they stopped laughing - the memory of the CPSU gradually left the nerve-pain zone... Recently, after a long break, I read the story again at my concert.