We discussed with a friend a book, which, as it turned out, both recently read. Called "The Club of Lovers of Books and Potato Cake", it’s, what’s important, a novel in letters.

I as a philologist analyze - said, funny, of course, but it can not be, because in the plot places clearly "god of the machine"... Friend as a programmer and pragmatist prints:

This cannot be because God is out of the car, but because they exchange letters all the way by paper mail, and none has been lost in all this time!! to