The last leaf knocks on the window, a light wind shakes it, autumn says goodbye to us. Outside, the frosty wind is shaking the tops of the p...

The last leaf knocks on the window, a light wind shakes it, autumn says goodbye to us. Outside, the frosty wind is shaking the tops of the pines. And the river froze. Nature is preparing for winter. A handsome man in a warm sweater stands by the window. He holds a glass of cognac in his hand to warm ...