While visiting my parents years ago, I stayed up all night reading “One Day In the Life of Ivan Denisovich”, could not close it up. Read about half of Gulag but visit didn’t last long enough. I just bought it for about $1 on Amazon so I can finally finish it.
I too read that book many years ago. Never forgot it. Whenever I start to get cranky about something trivial like pizza not being delivered as hot as I’d like it ,I remember that book, and am content with my less than perfect pizza.