Miquel Gironès is 64 and has lived on his own for a long time. He’s fat and is always tired when he returns home on Friday evening. Since his wife died, the street where he lives has changed significantly and he no longer understands the world around him. Like an urban Robinson Crusoe trapped in a sea of rain and memories, Miquel Gironès is the disenchanted witness of a world based on lies and with no future prospects.
An absorbing novel about identity and the foundation of modern man.