First Heaven, Seventh Side:
This isn't a story. It's the predicament of a man sleeping in the heart of a city disguised as a woman.
Anwar Al-Khatib wrote something resembling broken mirrors—all you see in them is you, but you don't know who you are.
You'll read, and suddenly laugh, then get confused, then get angry, then fall in love with a love you don't know a name for.
You'll reach the end and discover that what you read wasn't a novel...it was a long confession, written by you, in a voice that sounds like you.