There are no knives in the kitchen of this city - Khaled Khalifa

This novel describes what our stories often avoid: descending into the hidden depths of life in homes, and remaining silent about what should not happen. For example, desire when it flares up in places where it should not among those who should not have such desire. It tells of forty years of mold, sadness, and accumulated horror, which eventually led to what we see now. It does not describe the swamp of the revolution, but it explains it. It is not a novel about the destruction that happened in Syria and continues to this day, but a novel about the effects of what happened on the souls of citizens, through looking at a family picture trapped in dust, with the mother remaining in it, and since the military seized power, she has been complaining of a lack of oxygen.