The people we are most familiar with are often the strangers.
This is a history of growth pieced together with memory fragments, about people who should be close but are always strangers. When I was searching for them among old things, I realized that I was also the familiar stranger in the mirror.
Some people leave traces in your life, and some become calcium in your bones. This book is a belated anatomy lesson for all the dear strangers who make me me.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
