Tales from Odessa

There are small nails, and others large like a finger. Often the writer's path is full of nails. The writer must walk over them barefoot, bleeding heavily. From year to year, the blood flow increases more strongly. You are a weak person, and perhaps they buy and sell you. They will put obstacles in front of you, and deceive you, until you fade away, but you will pretend that you are a blooming tree. Know that crossing this path for the honest person, writer, and revolutionary is a great honor. I congratulate you on this path, sir.