Every small win counted.
The novel follows its narrator across two continents and one long internal argument - between the version of himself shaped by displacement, expectation, and survival, and the one he's quietly trying to build on his own terms. Migration here is not a backdrop; it's the mechanism. Every chapter is a negotiation between where he came from and who that makes him allowed to be.
The title is literal: 207 is a number of victories the narrator keeps, privately, almost obsessively - proof, collected one small day at a time, that healing doesn't arrive as a single event. It arrives as a tally.