The result is a monologue split into three voices: little Jozek, big Jozef and Critic. In the literal sense, a monologue, because the story was not written by the authors, but only invented!... And so, putting a stream trinity next to it, I suddenly heard a melody. It was the melody of little Yuzek - naive, childish, uncomplicated... So, driven by the melody... I suddenly discovered that I had something more realistic than the so-called realism, namely, the realism of the absurd. I touched the absurd, and for a moment I was horrified. But only for a moment. Horror gave way to laughter, releasing laughter.