Arnon Grunberg



Shortly after breakfast my godson fell ill. He couldn't make it on time to the bathroom. Just before the bathroom he started vomiting.
“It is a disaster zone,” his mother said.
I took a look. It was worse than “The Exorcist”.
“He is a champion in vomiting,” I said. “He is a genius. We should campaign to make vomiting an Olympic sport. He is a winner, he is a natural talent.”

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