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348 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 29, 2012
”Happiness only meant a fulfilling career for me then. That’s what I convinced myself I wanted, the only thing I wanted. But it turned hollow, empty, and lonely. Sometimes I feel I eschewed so much for a microscope. It makes me sound awfully shallow, doesn’t it?” Her inflection was wistful.
”Look what’s going on at Lenin’s tomb, and how do we deal with that? The lines to view his corpse grow longer by the day. People want to know if that stiff under glass is real or not. If it is, who’s this uncanny imitation? Everyone’s suspicious and jaded, even normal, decent people are confused. What a farce. Everyone knows Lenin is dead.”
“Knowing and believing aren’t always the same,” said Vlad with unexpected severity. “That’s the nature of this crisis; the longer it continues, the more confusing it gets. Half the country thinks the body on display is bogus, that there never was any authentic corpse in the crypt, just a wax replica. Perception is reality.”