At Moscow's airport, a mother sends her sons to the rich country of Montegasco to a father who is expecting his only son. The strange thing is that the passports of the two boys are identical - not only were they born on the same date, but their names are the same. How is this possible - if they were twins, their own names would be different? What is the connection between them?
The story, defined by the author as a "crime reading of a new generation", is told ruthlessly truthfully, in some places even scary, but it is also a cheerful, eccentric parody. In this novel Ludmilla Petrushevskaya is freer, more ruthless in her assessments, bolder in her psychological insights and plot moves. Behind the winding story paths, the author has managed to create a credible and nuanced portrait of Russia itself and the Russian people.