2007/07/10 New York
One May 5 the painter who happens to be the super as well started painting my apartment.
Sunday night he finished.
It’s empty here without him.
I miss the smell of paint.
If there's no more smell of paint, one would say that he stopped painting quite a while ago?
Started on 5-5, finished on 7-8 (or 8-7 for all that matters). One could say he stopped One day too late, or one month too soon. I like when the numbers fit.
I'm quite sad that I didn't fully enjoy the 07-07-07.
a bit late maybe, but: thank you for saving my life.
And: we all miss the smell of paint, it is quite comforting.
I mistook your bookcase for a traditional English phone booth.
That sounds exactly like Arnon. What did he do to save yours?
Hereby I'd like to thank Arnon for not saving my life.
I suspect this thread will get a little long if everybody who, whatever they think of his fine writings, hasn't had his life saved by Arnon Grunberg. Then again a good many of them might not even be aware they're mentioned here.
So far the score is 2 versus 1, so the facts speak against that assumption.