“Kuznetsov rises up the stairs angry at the delayed dog imagines what he would be like if my name was Gleb" F. Swarovsky One of my friends, while I was in Rome, wrote to me that she was trying to imagine herself as Japanese, and thought that she would feel completely different if she did. And she asked me the same thing: had I ever thought about it? I replied that, of course, I thought so. Indeed, this topic has been interesting to me for a long time. Is it even possible to become/be different ?