Another Erlend Loe classic! Normally I feel like Loe starts out with a fairly normal situation (like discovering a trap door in your garden), and it gradually becomes more and more absurd (like discovering the trap door leads to literal hell but like if hell was a theme park sort of). In this book, however, the starting premise is already absurd: Solveig's bike gets stolen in a dream, which she gets very upset about and tries to report the theft. Naturally, the police do not take her complaint seriously. However, it turns out that Solveig's story resonates with a lot of people who are also upset about having their dream bikes stolen, and so Solveig starts a dream bike registry.
The book is predicated on there being a sort of communal dream world where we remember meeting each other and where we saw a stolen bike, and that that stolen bike can then be recovered by the original owner in Damascus which is also a little bit Amsterdam. I loved this idea, and was fascinated by the imagination behind creating this whole plot, and I honestly loved how wholesome it was, and the concept of people rallying together around a cause that only exists in a dream state. Yes, it is absolutely absurd and ridiculous, but that's just vintage Loe, and as usual he makes it work. Really enjoyed this one.