The ducks! The giant hand! The grey man in the painting! The legendary hermetic architect! The insurrectionist librarians! Oracular police! (I could go on and on. The more I think about it, the more vivid details come back.)
A few days ago, I finished the deliciously sad and gloomy (and funny) THE FACADES by my old college pal, Eric Lundgren. It packs more into its relatively short length than novels two or three times its length. There were times when I had to set the book down and take a break, because my brain was just too full of beautifully crafted sentences, images, and ideas.
I recommend it highly!