THE DOUBTS OF A LEATHER CHAIR WORKING JUST AS A CHAI IN A TATTOO SALON THE TEXT AS A POLYGON

Abstract

At a glance, this text is a common phenomenon in modern literature. Not only because it is written as confession-speculation of a young man who works in a fashionable place - a tattoo salon, a speculation that covers three days of 2014. The definition of the genre includes this particular piece of writing, as well as its author, in the world of modern literature: ‘I lost my thread of thought, bent into thirty-three triangles that formed ninety-nine sharp angles and a hundred unequal segments of lust, pain, and, of course, the shamanic mystery of the tattoo artist who once, quite by accident, visited a porn theater’.