A dreary end for old men

Now here’s a sad description of the end. From The Street of Crocodiles by Bruno Schulz, Chapter 2: First line of the chapter: “My father was slowly fading, wilting before our eyes”. And the last lines from the same chapter: “What still remained of him – the small shroud of his body and the handful […]

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First, an apology Sometimes, I think I should apologize to my friends and readers. Blogging wisdom tells authors to select a topic, write about it widely and deeply, and provide usable and shareable content for readers. And don’t forget the SEO! Besides the brute fact that I hate the very concept of ‘content’ rather that […]