Two patrons appear in a dim cafe one day. How they've arrived, where they've come from, and why they're there at all, they have no idea. What they do know is that they hate one another. So, they smoke. They tinker. They talk about art. They talk about waiting. They talk about talking. They talk about talking about talking. They talk about the strange messages coming through the radio. They talk about the even stranger guests who arrive, only to disappear a moment later. And, as they fall deeper and deeper into this hysteria, what's uncovered might just make these two unlikely protagonists the most human of us all. Mike Corrao has with Man, Oh Man masterly crafted a humorous, yet insightful experiment that'll have you questioning how you've always approached novels.
