I pushed the tape into the mouth of the VCR. I rewound it. I pressed play at a random moment. Wavy lines appeared on the screen. Then the image became increasingly clear. A boy in a white sweater and a vest was sitting at a table in front of a piece of paper and a Bic pen. A microphone was hanging from the ceiling above his head. Behind him was a yellow radiator attached to a dark-gray wall.
