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The Assassin
Henk van Woerden
‘On 11 February 1955 a man could be seen wandering about the streets of Hamburg ’.
What Remains
Christa Wolf
‘The coffee has to be strong and hot, filtered; the egg not too soft; home-made preserves; black bread.’
The Great Santa
Geoffrey Wolff
‘The Great Santa, like circumstance itself, blew hot and cold; He was all caprice, chance, crapshoot.’
The Polyglot Lovers
Lina Wolff
‘When we were sixteen years old, I broke Johnny’s nose with the back of my hand.’
Nuestra Señora de la Asunción
Lina Wolff
‘No one here is normal except you, and you’re not even from Spain.’
A Lovely and Terrible Thing
Chris Womersley
‘For a moment I could not speak. I looked off into the bleak distance, then at this man, and there was something about the sad shake of his head and the way his hair flapped about on his scalp that filled me with unreasonable warmth.’
In Lana Turner’s Bedroom
Gaby Wood
‘It was because it was night-time and raining that I decided to drive up to Lana Turner's old house in Beverly Hills.’
