On my beside table

The History of Love by Nicole Krauss. One of the reviews states: "At least as heartbreaking as it is hilarious." Leo Gursky, the man who keeps his manuscript in a box in the oven, who gives himself a sponge bath after long, unproductive trips to the toilet, who fled Poland, is making me laugh, and I can only imagine I'll cry in the remaining chapters.

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