Head waifer at caffè Naderi in Tehran, Hacop Antonesian in 55 years of activity has served tea and ice cream to all intelligentsia Iraniana at least until the beatiful garden with bearsot and the band, place for lough and chats that has been"disarmed". Between the artist he has known, the poets are those who he remembers with most affection, and he talks about Hedayat neorealistic writers known as the Iranian Kafka, who committed suicide the day that Kafka died. He also name Frozkad a poetess, and Nima also him a poet. He talk about Hehdi Akavan Sales, poet, and many others. Maybe for the seriousness of the topic but this thin man that with a calm and wispering voice is in front of me stiff like a tombstone, the more he speaks, more he makes me think to the book-men of Fahreneit . Also the surronding confirm the image.