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[Alexandr Korol]

the contestants. As funny as this may sound. That is, the girls who could, in quotation marks, potentially be my other half. After all, when I was recently in Petersburg, I was meeting with different people: with friends, with female friends. For various reasons: I was congratulating someone for the holidays, I needed to give books to someone, I needed to meet with someone on business, with someone on paperwork, with someone on work. And I was already, back then, drawing certain conclusions: which person is closed, which person is open, which person is light, which person is dark.

And when Big Alexander recently told me that I should meet with almost every acquaintance and simply walk around the street, so that I would record this, and the system would tailor the one I need to that. Then it’s as if, you know, this is also some kind of, in quotation marks, Last Judgment. After all, it turns out, I am, like an artificial intelligence, like an intellect, a system, seeing right now all women, and I am being shown all of them, so that I would make a decision and set the priorities: what is bad, what about whom is bad, why this is bad, who is a yes and who is a no. And I understand that if, in these last months now, I had not been in Petersburg, then I would have had to fly to Russia, in order to nevertheless meet with a person physically, to talk and to feel. And those random meetings — that is already an algorithm, a process that has been launched. And I no longer need to go to Russia and no longer need to meet with these people, I have already seen them and have drawn my conclusions. It is very unusual, the feeling is as if, if I go… Well, this isn’t to be called a date, because I am not proposing anything to anyone and not showing sympathy, so that’s why I will say it like this — that if I simply propose to a female friend or acquaintance to drink some tea at a café, at a restaurant, and walk around the park, then this is enough for me to draw some conclusions again. And it’s as if I am like an artificial intelligence, which is being tuned. I must do it like this: communicate with one person, meet with another, with a third, with a fourth, with a fifth.

And something will start settling within me, certain boundaries will start to build up: what is darkness, what is light, what qualities are dark, what are light. That is, what in women is to be good, and what is bad, what should not be in them. And it’s as if this should already, I don’t know, perhaps influence the whole