A Book of Memories

Péter Nádas

1986

There was no doubt of it, the dark coat on the rack could mean only one thing: a guest had arrived, an unusual guest at that, because the coat was stern-looking, grim, quite unlike the coat that usually hung on that rack, so shabby and threadbare I didn’t even feel like doing what I usually did when left alone with strange coats in the hallway and…

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