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Margit is at the point in life when things should have cohered. She's married; she's got a degree; she's got friends who throw good parties; and yet she's still adrift, moving from one precarious job to the next. One day, a picture of some Mexican students catches her eye in a newspaper. The group of 43 had been ambushed by police in 2014 while traveling on a bus and disappeared without a trace. And so begins Margit's obsession with the "desaparecidos." As she heads off down the rabbit holes and culs-de-sac of Google Maps, her idiosyncratic quest to uncover the truth of what happened begins to eclipse pretty much everything else. From a sharp and singular new literary voice, History Keeps Me Awake at Night captures the texture of life in a friction-less city with drop-pin accuracy while asking: Is it possible to recover what is lost without losing oneself?
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History Keeps Me Awake at Night, Christy Edwall
- Jazyk
- Rok vydania
- 2024
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- Jazyk
- anglicky
- Autori
- Christy Edwall
- Vydavateľ
- Granta Books
- Rok vydania
- 2024
- Väzba
- mäkká
- ISBN10
- 1783788445
- ISBN13
- 9781783788446
- Série
- Štítky
- Beletria, Historické téma, Cestovanie
- Hodnotenie
- 2,7 z 5
- Anotácia
- Margit is at the point in life when things should have cohered. She's married; she's got a degree; she's got friends who throw good parties; and yet she's still adrift, moving from one precarious job to the next. One day, a picture of some Mexican students catches her eye in a newspaper. The group of 43 had been ambushed by police in 2014 while traveling on a bus and disappeared without a trace. And so begins Margit's obsession with the "desaparecidos." As she heads off down the rabbit holes and culs-de-sac of Google Maps, her idiosyncratic quest to uncover the truth of what happened begins to eclipse pretty much everything else. From a sharp and singular new literary voice, History Keeps Me Awake at Night captures the texture of life in a friction-less city with drop-pin accuracy while asking: Is it possible to recover what is lost without losing oneself?
