In the worlds of Taj Al-Sir, there is a reality submerged in its facts and a fantasy rampant in its unruliness. There, tragedy coexists with satirical humor in sharp contradictions. Newborns are thrown into garbage dumps, but a clever woman sympathizes with them and takes them in. A teenager passes away dreaming of wearing a pair of Pele football boots, while that same pair is eagerly given to a child who never dared to dream of it. A fortune teller treats her mother's wishful thinking, while the protagonist of the story seriously wonders if he is the one who killed the manager. , , No, it's not an incoherent narrative. It's simply condensed, it's just a miniature model of life and its characters with their tragedies and joys, their innocence and cunning, their diverse inclinations, and their eternal bewilderment in front of mirrors...