Funeral for a Dog

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You want to know where I’ve been? I’m sending you seven postcards and a stack of paper, 322 pages. This stack is about me. And about memory and the future. I’ve been reading and sorting all afternoon. You were right, Elisabeth: Svensson is a strange man, and: yes, there is a story here. Svensson’s children’s book is only the last chapter. He’s been carrying a whole suitcase of stories around with him, a suitcase full of…

[Image: Hamburg Volkspark Stadium, aerial view, 1999]

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…tales told and secrets kept, full of stones and flowers. I’ve saved what I could. This stack of paper is my days with Svensson, my notes and interviews, Svensson’s desert and his rain forest, beer cans and streamers, dogs, rats, pigeons, gulls, horses, ravens, swans, snakes, butterflies, fish, the downtrodden animals of creation (black), Svensson’s dead, his Seraverde and his Williamsburg. Sometimes I feel like I’m Svensson, I’ve…

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