Working in a bookstore, a buyer comes in and asks if we have a Remark. I answer, we have it. A colleague stands next to me and right next to the buyer puts me in a place with a tough face, explaining to me that Remark is not him, but she. From this categorization, I begin to think – and suddenly?I may not know what?! I panicked, asking why a woman? What I’ve been asked, I don’t know, by Erich Maria Remark. The dispute was long and useless. Until I thought about bringing a book with an image (reading the biography did not help) of this not ordinary person. I have not been forgiven for a long time.