More specifically concerning: Irmgard Keun
Having got to know Liska the way a man gets to know a woman only if he lives with her for years, sleeping with her all that time – well, he’s got not to know her again. It’s like reading a wonderful poem, and learning it off by heart because you like it so much […]
Crambe repetita (31)
Irmgard Keun, After Midnight.