A man of a certain age wakes up one morning and he knows he's had a traumatic dream concerning a clock, but the trouble is he can't remember one thing about it except for a fading memory of a battered clock cabinet and one missing hand.
So he rubs his head for a moment and then decides to write the back-story of that clock. He plucks two innocents from the fifties - not real people at all - and gives them lives. And the story grows until it's the document you see before you. A love story, maybe, a gritty love story (minus the sex, there's no call for that in this kind of saga) emerges at the end of the process.
And, of course, this is it.
Gjør som tusenvis av andre bokelskere
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