Bareed Al Layl | Hoda Barakat

Tales of the owners of the letters, which they wrote and lost like them in the sea. But it calls for other messages, intersecting like the fates of these strangers. They are the immigrants, or the displaced, or the homeless exiles, the orphans of their countries that were broken by days, so their lives turned into a game of "Basel".

There is no certainty in this novel. No one who kills a criminal, nor a prostitute is a whore. It is, as in our time, an area of ​​great doubt, confusion, blurring of borders... and loss of places and the first homes.