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“Kracht’s books have been translated into more than thirty languages.”
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“There was a spacious, quiet room in a little house along the water, in the harbor town of Stromness.”
“The device and its screen, and the room, too, lit up.”
“Paul awoke with a start.”
“And demand wasn’t particularly high, as people on Orkney preferred to eat presliced white bread from supermarket chains.”
“Stromness was a place far to the north, upon a grey sea: cold and stony and clean.”
“The dimming sun and a few gauzy clouds are daubed across the sky.”
“It was now late evening, and outside it was dark, though it never went completely dark here, in summer and in autumn.”
“He couldn’t recall the route to the Orkney Sourdough Bakery actually being this far.”
“Daniel Bowles) The following is from Christian Kracht's Air .”
“Maybe their sourdough bread wasn’t so very super after all.”
“He abhorred those neon streamlined monstrosities, but why, though, hadn’t he just bought a mountain bike?”
“Blackthorn salt was filtered through something called a tower of thorns.”
“Daniel Bowles’s translation of Eurotrash was longlisted for the International Booker Prize in 2025.”
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“Merlin is draped in a long, light-colored cloak with a white hood over his head, obscuring his face.”
“And people here once spoke now extinct Norn, an Old Norse language.”
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“It was a time when many things were quickly bought and just as soon forgotten.”