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This is a manuscript first of all about yourself, about your own connection with the city, but also about the present and past of Berlin, and that then means about the death that is written into the history of a city that, more than others, grew together
It is a deeply disturbing text, full of emotions and traumatic experiences of a collapsed, imploded urban individual crying out for the meaning of life.
In The House Where the Devil Dwells, Tribuson also thematizes the time of new poverty, crazy jokes on the way to earning money, usury, jealousy, revenge, strikes, and murders.
This is a biography about my father made up of memories and mere imagination. History does not exist, and neither do facts. The past is unknown.
This is an accusation, a slander, a personal insult. This is not a book, in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a continuous insult, a spit in the face of Art, a foot in the tur against God, Man, Fate, Time, Love, Beauty...whatever you want.
The book represents the author's anthology - the largest part is the novel Čisla (Čisla), followed by the short story Macedonian Criticism of French Thought and several short stories (Odin vog, Akiko, Fokus-grupa, Gost na prazniku bon).