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“Here the story begins…in your body…and here it will end too.”
A winter tale whose protagonists are you, me, and him, in all places and times. Paul Auster recounts our everyday events, which we at first glance deem ordinary and familiar, only to suddenly realize how impactful, powerful, and capable of overturning our balances, our dreams, and our entire harvest. A slip of the foot or a slip of the tongue can lead to death. A hand that harmonizes with the rest of the body and stands behind our creativity and greatness is the same ordinary, simple hand with which we eat, comb our hair, slap, or shake hands.
A writer who steals your attention because you believe he is speaking about you, about your love, your friendships, your life, and your death—that death which occurs in many ways, from a senseless demise to one untimely, and a third that is expected, even anticipated, but all remain painful. He is undoubtedly a deceptive writer, taking us on a journey as sweet and bitter as life itself; it captivates us, unsettles us, shakes us, makes us laugh, makes us cry, and leaves a profound impact.











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