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Newts

Anita Roy

‘Under a microscope, its skin looks lacy and netted, and it is this very porousness that makes these creatures so vulnerable.’

Secondhand

Mónica de la Torre

‘Eerily animated, it’s as if the gloves persist in their attempt to express something that can’t be reduced to words, something untranslatable.’

Border Documents

Arturo Soto

‘The twin cities of El Paso and Ciudad Juárez lie either side of the US–Mexico border.’

Plague Diary: March

Gonçalo M. Tavares

A coronavirus diary from the Portuguese writer Gonçalo M. Tavares, translated by Daniel Hahn.

Introduction

Sigrid Rausing

‘We take our theme from Pwaangulongii Dauod’s remarkable eulogy to the late Kenyan writer Binyavanga Wainaina.’

Editor Sigrid Rausing introduces Granta’s 150th issue.

History is a Music Box

Channa Riedel

‘My hands are cupped around the names written on the tablets of stone.’

Best Book of 1988:
Bad Behavior

Alan Rossi

Alan Rossi on why Bad Behavior is the best book of 1988.

Just As It Was

Lucy Scholes

‘Unnatural is as fitting a term as any to describe the life Athill went on to lead, in that the choices she makes continually push against the conventions of her upbringing, class and gender. ’

Best Book of 1989: A House with Four Rooms

Esther Rutter

Esther Rutter on why A House with Four Rooms by Rumer Godden is the best book of 1989.

Best Book of 1993: To Live

Jianan Qian

Jianan Qian on why Yu Hua’s To Live is the best book of 1993.

On Europe | Peter Stamm

Peter Stamm

Peter Stamm on the Swiss referendum to join the EU. Translated from the German by Michael Hofmann.

Introduction

Sigrid Rausing

‘Somewhere in-between is the truth. Somewhere in-between is the story, or at least the European story.’

Orhan Pamuk | On Europe

Orhan Pamuk

‘In the part of the world where I come from, Europe is not just an ideal and a beautiful dream’ Translated from the Turkish by Ekin Oklap.

Jacqueline Rose | On Europe

Jacqueline Rose

‘We will get nowhere in understanding the present crisis unless we, as Europeans, are willing to look into the dark heart of ourselves.’