The Man Who Saw Everything, Deborah Levy
The Man Who Saw Everything is a clever and brilliant novel. Levy seems to become more inventive and powerful with every new publication. I’d saved this one for a bit as I find that her work takes up a lot of my brain space, in a good way, and I haven’t felt like I’ve had a lot to spare in recent months. But it manages to be as light to read as it is physically slim, and simultaneously as dense and engrossing as its weighty subject matter - East Germany and the Stasi, thought and memory, love and vanity.
I love Deborah, can’t imagine life without her anymore.
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