Adolfove uši (Berlinski dnevnik)
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
This is not a manuscript written by an enthusiastic visitor to Berlin, Pogačar is a native here, he describes the city as a chosen place, to which he does not feel a sense of home, because displacement and homelessness is his only natural state. Adolfo's ears, therefore, were not written by a tourist or a foreigner, but by someone who grew up with Berlin. But then, in the mirror of the chosen city, Pogačar's Split also appears, a memory of childhood, fueled by a similar loss, the death of a close person, with which this manuscript closes. It is a unique book written in the second year of the pandemic, indirectly marked by that state of isolation and rest.
One copy is available
