I'm being drawn at a ferocious speed through Jose Saramago's Blindness. There's a bit of Kafka to it, but it's a little easier to pin down, so not quite as satis/terri-fying, but what really is? But I'll be taking another Saramago novel with me to Paris.
Check out Matthew Thorburn's blog and his poems in Octpus 5.
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