Disconsolate, lost in memories, contemplating suicide & paranoid that men want to take advantage of her, she drinks her evenings away or retreats into her apartment. The reader doesn’t know at first what’s brought her to this bleak existence & it seems equally mysterious to Sasha herself: “I am asking myself all the time what the devil I am doing here. All the time.”

But over the course of the novel scenes from the past gradually emerge leading to a rough picture of how … More