In the heart of a grimy, bustling city street, where cheap furniture spills onto the pavement and black-shawled women haggle over linoleum, stands an improbable relic of the past: a tiny, dimly lit bookshop. Its grizzled owner, a man of sharp eyes and sharper opinions, clings to his trade with a defiant passion, railing against the encroaching tide of ephemeral journalism and mass-produced culture. But when a curious passerby steps inside, drawn by the scent of aged leather and forgotten wisdom, he finds more than just dusty volumes—he stumbles into an unexpected world of music, memory, and quiet rebellion against the tyranny of things. As the melody of an ancient piano struggles against the roar of the modern world, both men must confront a singular question: in an age where everything is for sale, what is the real price of nostalgia?