Archive for November 12th, 2007
Reception
In memoriam Monsignor Otto Mauer
The street was almost as narrow as an alley. The widely separated street lamps were just puffs of haze in the darkness and of little help in making out the house numbers. Squinting, I found what I hoped was the right number, stumbled over the shadowy steps, righted myself, hesitated a […]
Posted: November 12th, 2007 under Polemics, Text, Short Fiction.
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