Everyone in the hall was waiting for Amber, a woman who had overcome illness and traveled around the world. She was going to tell them about it, and that was the reason why everyone had gathered. People were waiting, sitting on chairs, like at a lecture, some were standing, and then Amber walked in. It was strange to see half the people looking at each other because they were expecting a completely different woman. They thought Amber should look like a boxer or at least a strong triathlete, but instead, a graceful girl in a satin dress with thin straps and a white flower in her hair walked into the room. She walked to the center of the makeshift stage, where there was a chair, sat down, looked at everyone with a direct gaze, took out a cigarette, smoked, and took a few breaths. People thought they were going to smell the thick smell of tobacco, but for some reason, it smelled like flowers: an orchid, a tuberose.

- Good afternoon. I am ready to tell you my story, but I will start from page 69, she said, and these words became the beginning of the fascination of all the people in the room.