What if at the moment of death the human mind still works for a few precious minutes? Ten minutes and thirty-eight seconds, to be exact... Every minute after Leila's death brings an intense sensory memory: the taste of the spicy goat stew her father sacrificed to celebrate the birth of his long-awaited son, the taste of the sugar-lemon mixture with which women wax their legs while men visit the mosque the smell of coffee with cardamom that Leila drinks with a handsome student in the brothel where she is employed. And all these memories also remind her of the loyal friends she became close to at key moments in her life - friends who are now desperately trying to find her...