Saturday, 8 June 2013

A woman in an oversized winter coat was standing in the middle of the platform

"She was pushed and shoved from all sides by the blind throng, and the suitcase that she carried suddenly sprang open and an infant fell out. Kund Erik saw it clearly. It was the burnt body of a little child, withered and practically unrecognisable, a mummy shrunk by the heat of the same fire that had clearly devoured its mother's mind, too"     
- Carsten Jensen, We, the Drowned 

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