Mne zhal', chto vsia zhizn' ukhodit na to, chtoby nauchit'sia zhizni, Oskar. Bud' u menia eshche odna zhizn', ia by prozhila ee po-drugomu. Ia by vsio izmenila. Ia by potselovala uchitelia muzyki, ne boias', chto on menia zasmeet. Ia by skakala na posteli s Meri, ne zabotias' o tom, kak vygliazhu. Ia by ne stesnialas' svoikh fotokartochek, rassylala by ikh tysiachami.