The love for architecture makes many of us to venerate its authors, to want to know more about their lives and, oh dear, their deaths. It seems like we were able to understand them better and to value their works more which are, definitely, the only ones that count. These deaths of great architects take them down from their unreachable pedestal, make them more human and bring us closer to them. Besides, when we read a story about someone we are also somehow reading a story about ourselves and thus we feel, in a twisted way, a kind of harmony with the great architecture. We present a literary game, a joke, a pastime that reveals from the first page to the last an ardent love for architecture and architects.