Arnon Grunberg

Nasty

Closed

I went to one of my favorite restaurants on the Upper East Side. A homeless person, to whom I had spoken many times, approached me.
‘They’re closed, man,’ he said. ‘The owner died of a heart attack because he could not pay the bills.’
‘That’s nasty,’ I answered.
I gave my friend some money, then we parted.

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