Then finally I put my hands on The Savage Detectives and reading poets realvisceralisti (ask me if I love Bolaño)
[...] According to him, the current realvisceralisti walked backwards. How back? I asked.
- from behind, looking at one point but move in a straight line into the unknown.
I said that obviously I am part of the clique. The only difference to me too long from now seems to have a gun pointed at. Maybe once in a while I raise my hands.
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