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So you won't talk. All right. Bachmann took a bite himself and purposely made
loud, smacking sounds. When his mouth was empty, he repeated slowly: Want a
bite? How about it? Insidious silence. So you won't talk. A pigheaded poisoner.
There are two, Bachmann laughed, geographic and magnetic. By dog sled it's a
day's journey between them. Haven't the faintest idea, the stranger shrugged his
shoulders, never thought about it. Here's the men's toilet. Idle talk has caused a ...
Halftan knew nothing of such matters but attributed Bachmann's ability to talk
about eggs as other men talk of sex to his eccentricity. Beer can't help being bitter
, but yours is sour. Phooey! He stood up and reached for his coat which lay on a ...
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A tragic/comedic tale of the absurdity of war told from the prospective of Bachmann, a WW2 German soldier, the survivor of a devastating battle where almost his entire regiment was lost in the mud of ... Read full review
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The first thing we learn about "Jakov Lind" in Joshua Cohen's introduction is that the author of this 1963 novella (written in German) was, in fact, a man of many names, as well as something of a ... Read full review