Why does a tidy, serious gentleman disappear? Why is the television always on? Why does he wear a raincoat? Why won't the golden scarabs come this year? When will the czar return? When will the trolley come? Why did the olive tree dry up? What pleasure does Laura find in prostitution? How many drops of lemon does a plain Greek coffee take? What color were his eyes? Who hung the Hanging Gardens? Why do thorns prick? Why do people get married? Who is Mitsos? Who is Paola? Who is Simeon? Where do all the lost caps of the universe go? Why do they light cigarettes in the Highlands? Why does Pylades remain silent? What is a mine? Why does Canada border Sweden, Brazil, and Egypt? Why don't storks get tired on one leg? Why did my plate disappear? What did the abbot want with the coffees? Why did the Dead Kennedys leave the amplifier on after the concert? Why did the paralyzed captain walk? Why did communism collapse? What are books needed for? What do you want from us? These and other questions are not answered by this novel. However, they are posed, and that is something. Isn't it?