A reader walks into a bookshop just to have a light read and to pass his afternoon. He soon dozes off, probably out of tiredness, and slips into a reader’s paradise. What follows is a series of rather vivid dreams and memories of lives that have been lived by unknown persons. The timeline glitches, and so does the space. The reader, now an exhausted dreamer, is suddenly awakened by the bookkeeper. But soon after, the reader is left with many existential questions, including the existence of the very bookshop.
