Arnon Grunberg



Another day in the hospital.
“There is an observant Jew in the room,” my mother said. “He is praying in the evening.” I didn’t see an observant Jew, I saw an elderly Dutchman.
“I’m not so sure,” I answered.
“It’s unbelievable,” my mother said. “And you are wearing glasses.”

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