"Once upon a time, there lived a woman named Şükran in the Çırçır neighborhood of Alibeyköy. Her modest life with her husband and two sons came to an end with a disaster. That night, as she was taking out the trash, she saw her husband coming out of apartment number 2 on the ground floor. As soon as she saw him, the ceiling she had carried like a halo over her head—her entire world of marriage, happiness, children, and order—collapsed with a roar.

Following her book *Yoksa*, Nermin Tenekeci further rivets her craftsmanship in this collection, voicing the terrifying states of humanity that strike its deepest chords with a calm and unhurried style in these fifteen stories, and *İnsan Hatırlar* (A Human Remembers).

So what does a human remember, or what should they remember? Isn't remembering the thing humans forget the most? “Our silence stretching between us like a dead crow.” What remains of a human? A look, a smile, a word... “When a human passes away, what remains is their story.” Because the story reminds us. “That is how it is.”"