There’s a thing in one place. A thing that has been there for a long time. Or, perhaps, just a little while ago. Some pass by and see it. They are surprised, they get angry, they ignore it. They try to explain it. The queen’s rings, a blind cake, an antique telephone and even a dead chicken…. Everyone has something to say about this thing that, without doing anything, is still there. Will there be in the coso all that? Will there be anything else? Or will there be nothing?