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1910-1913. Tr. by Joseph Kresh

This book is a translation of various works that were originally published between the years 1910 and 1913. The translator, Joseph Kresh, has rendered these texts into English, providing access to historical content from that period. more

Author

Franz Kafka
Franz Kafka

Franz Kafka (July 3, 1883 - June 3, 1924) was an important German-language novelist of the 20th century, known for his unique literary style and profound philosophical thoughts. His works, often themed around loneliness, alienation, and existentialism, have had a profound impact on literature and philosophy. more

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