Do not even remember anymore because I bought "The Wall", perhaps because the name of Sartre appears too often in areas so different that it seemed to me having to read. Being in tune with what "The Wall" will slam in your face is all too simple: we believe fortunate bearers of life, a view unique and precious, but unfortunately this is only an illusion, a shot in head counts as down on the beach for a walk.
Then it occurs to me and his DellamorteDellamore Sclavi, the part where Francesco Dellamorte shoots wildly into the crowd to move forward with work (he was a gravedigger, remember?), Well, read Herostratus Sartre and discover the endless similarities.
short, I like a lot 'this writer, is agile, modern, pulp and deep as the K2 to the contrary.
