A certain writer ("past sixty, enjoying 'a certain renown'") strolls through the old book market in a Buenos Aires park... Zobraziť viac
"That woman who killed the fish unfortunately is me," begins the title story, but "if it were my fault, I'd own up to you, since I don't lie to boys and girls... Zobraziť viac
Maman was exigeante-there is no English word-and I had the benefit of her training. Others may not be so fortunate... Zobraziť viac
The always astonishing Yoko Tawada here takes a walk on the supernatural side of the street... Zobraziť viac
