Arnon Grunberg

Out of luck


Buenos Aires, still Buenos Aires.
Yesterday late in the afternoon a tow truck took my jeep to a Toyota dealer named Peru.
Manager Ariel at the Sofitel offered us a bottle of pink champagne and a free stay at his hotel for one night. My soul is for sale after all.
But I won’t forget that a certain person working for the hotel destroyed my jeep.
Today at 3pm Toyota Dealer Peru is going to call us.
This morning I bought scissors to cut my nails.