"She remembered a caress a few years ago, that man had stroked her head, mixing her hair, an unexpected movement she did not expect and the man did not repeat, for seconds she had felt wonderful, she did not remember who he was, he had no face, only this unexpected caress, such a caress was worth more than a trip to China. But was it him? If he caressed her? It crossed her mind and froze in thought. No, not him. He, after all, would not be able to caress, he would wave his arms uncontrollably like a scarecrow... And at that moment he, he, the beggar without hands, passed over an improvised cart pushed by a boy wearing women's slippers."

The art of feeling nothing consists of countless such moments: transformations of everyday life, encounters between the known and the unknown. Modern Athens wavers in front of us, the outline of a sketch darkens and blurs, the face of a friend is both beloved and strange. The smallest event, the slightest change in the quality of light, can change everything.

Fifteen stories with flashes of beauty, bursts of black humor, and something else, impossible to pinpoint, that makes them unforgettable, something like the caress of a man without hands. The stories of Ersi Sotiropoulos ultimately invent a new way of seeing.