Virgil is thirty years old. He has an unusual name, an unusual house, unusual friends and a lot of experience in love disappointments. He had long come to terms with this state of affairs, but when one day Clara called him and said that everything was over between them, he was seriously scared. “Has the thin line between reality and fiction broken?” The fact is that he didn’t know any Clara. What is this - a joke? Or memory lapses? And how can he live now... without Clara? As always, witty, paradoxical, beautiful. Martin Page is a French writer who is not yet thirty-five, and his novels are published in nineteen languages and are literally full of quotes. The high appreciation of critics, who find in his work both the “Balzacian spirit”, and echoes of the “Voltairean tradition”, and following the precepts of Oscar Wilde... coincides with the opinion of the public in the main thing: reading is a pleasure!