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Luis Miguel Gurmendi Miguel Gurmendi itibaren Csákvár, Vengrija itibaren Csákvár, Vengrija

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Luis Miguel Gurmendi Miguel Gurmendi itibaren Csákvár, Vengrija

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This was Mendelsohn's literary debut and he was already a master in connecting personal stuff –in this case about his childhood and homosexuality, general reflections on desire and identity and a study on the classics. His memories are touching but not as powerful as the way he re-visits the past inThe Lost; his cruising New York streets in quest of "boys" he could play with isn't the most interesting side of the book though; his take on male desire, or rather on homosexual desire is insightful but it isn't that refreshing. However as soon as he starts diving into Greek and Latin, and connecting his thoughts to either Myths or tragedies it's simply wonderful. And of course, it's well-written.

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I didn't like this bok at ALL. While I'm a big fan of some of Tolstoy's other works, I didn't find these short stories engaging.