Found this book on the deck one morning during spring break. I didn't pay attention to it at first because I assumed it was one of those shitty Harlequin romance novels that middle aged women read to fill the void in their loveless marriages. But then I thought it might be kind of fun to see how quickly I could read it.
It was a great, great book. Funnily, it was partly set in Poland, which I just visited. It's about this old man who wrote a book for his childhood sweetheart. But when he flees Poland to escape the Nazis, the book is lost. Someone finds it and publishes it, but the man goes through his life not knowing that his book is changing lives.
It's written by Nicole Krauss, who is only 35.
I left it at my hostel in Barcelona, which I regret.
For the record, I finished it in 3 hours.
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