In Solo, Dana Sederowsky has created a character who actively rejects society. A character who refuses to need anyone else.   In short, disjointed sentences, and through lists, protocols, long paragraphs and empty pages, the narrator describes a life in complete isolation. Other people are examined from afar. Their behavior is dissected, analysed and despised. Feverish dreams start to trespass on this repetitive, claustrophobic existence. Slowly, reality begins to come apart.