Сергей Яковлев

In October 1993, the well-known literary critic and publicist Igor Dedkov, in those days already terminally ill, with a weakening hand, wrote in his diary:

It all started when I decided to clean up my bookshelves. Books become covered with dust, from time to time you have to wipe them, taking each one in your hands as if it's for the first time (something is forgotten, and some of them have never been looked at in my entire life).