Boris Konakov: "I live with HIV"
Boris Konakov “The last six months, about once every one and a half months, at 7.30 in the morning, a taxi comes for me and takes me for the distant land, to the distant kingdom, into the thirty state, fenced with a concrete wall of silence. We enter the territory and approach the gray eight -story building. The car stops, I pay, I go to theist, go to the entrance, go for the departure, go for the way.