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“Years from now, I’ll be sitting in my wheelchair in the brightest spot in Amsterdam Park, next to the old wooden swings, catching a bit of sun. Next to me, on the new bench that some future mayor will have put there, will be my caregiver who came from a faraway country. She’ll know very little Hebrew, and at my old age, I’ll also remember only a few words—in Hebrew or at all. By then, my memory will have crumbled like an old biscuit left in a coat pocket since last winter, and every time my caregiver calls me “Papi,“ I’ll think she really is my daughter. Those moments in which the past is erased and replaced by an invented history will be my most meaningful ones. They will be what keeps me alive.”

Quote by Etgar Keret

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Etgar Keret
Etgar Keret

Etgar Keret is an Israeli writer known for his unique humor and profound emotional depth. His works are typically short stories that explore themes of personal identity, family relationships, and social reality. Born on August 20, 1967, Keret's writing style has been well-received by readers worldwide, with his works translated into multiple languages. more

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