Abstract
This is a translation of a story from the book of stories of contemporary Czech author Stanislav Beran, representative of younger generation in prose. Beran is returning through his prose to the village and colorful characters of Czech village, in the tradition of Bohumil Hrabal.
However, his figures are not the ones looking at the world with the heart still uncorrupted. Loners, disgusted with their own fleshness and frivolity, they are searching for a way to escape it.