Alex is 55 and he has been a taxi driver his whole life. He loves the road, driving through small streets without a GPS. He enjoys early morning airport trips and grabbing a coffee to drink somewhere while the city sleeps. He likes listening to people's stories, sometimes sharing his own, giving advice, and helping with luggage. Alex often smiles in the evenings, and he has a hobby—building wooden ship models by hand and cooking pilaf. He gathers family and neighbors for pilaf. He often gives the ships as gifts to his grandchildren. On weekends, he and his wife go to their dacha - they simply breathe, sleep, pick strawberries in season, and make jam from them. “When will you take me to the sea, Grandpa?” his granddaughter asked on a chilly spring morning. His granddaughter had been sick five times in a year. They packed up in two days, and two years later, Alex knew every street in a new southern city. There, taxi drivers were even more needed, and the sea, the air, the peaches. As for moving in his age, he hadn’t had time to think about it... After all, Alex lives TODAY, preserving stories for his loved ones and for himself, what each day brings.