U kazhdogo ponaehavshego svoya Moskva. Moya Moskva — eto lyudi, s kotorymi svel menya etot bezumnyy i prekrasnyy gorod. Oni lyubyat i oberegayut menya, smykayut ladoni nad golovoy, kogda idut dozhdi, vodyat po taynym tropam, o kotoryh znayut tolko mestnye, i nikogda — priezzhie. Moya kniga — o malenkom kusochke toy, oborotnoy, "ponaehavshey" zhizni, o kotoroy, byt mozhet, ne dogadyvayutsya zhiteli...