The narrator of this novel (clearly autobiographical) abandons his country ripped apart by civil war and goes to the neighboring country. However, the uprooted feeling creates a heavy atmosphere around him. He lives from hand to mouth and takes refuge in the wait and inactivity.
He is torn between two worlds : the real one, incarnated by two strange individuals, Zénon and Simon, who try to pry him away from his lethargy; and a spiritual one into which a bum named Diogenes pushes him to enter. The narrator hesitates, but when he realizes that he is no longer able to integrate into society, that his marriage is a failure, he joins Diogenes, his car cemetery and his strange stories.
« What interests me, he says, is man himself and his role in History; in other words: man, slave to the materialist world, in antiquity as in the present, and his connection with the transcendental world; that’s what truly interests me. », Robert Hász