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Tales from the Melancholy Pocket
Here is a short decription:
The collection Tales from the Melancholy Pocket consists of fifteen short stories, which explore humanity and compassion and deal with lives of ordinary people who often live on the edge of the law.
The protagonists in these stories are for example: an ageing prostitute, a man freshly released from prison who, through his compassion, gets again into trouble, a journalist who acknowledges his own ageing during the concert of an unsuccessful singer, but also a successful man who, during his birthday, recalls his first wrong-doing when he remembers an intellectually disabled friend from childhood.
Tales from the Melancholy Pocket are appropriate for all ages and are especially recommended for readers who enjoy thoughtful and sensitive stories.
Some of The Chapters You Can Find in the Book:
The Third SwingGift for Ani?kaPunishmentThe Cool ThingThe Dogs of Miss Ba?kaDadForgivenessGolden SausagesAnd More…
Here is a Part of One of the Chapters – The Third Swing
Karel swung. Once, twice… And suddenly he felt at ease. When he swung the second time, he acknowledged all of his environment. Despite being wonderfully drunk, he understood, with an unbelievable clarity, everything around him within a fraction of a moment. Time turned into glass through which one could see over the walls of surrounding houses.
He was on a balcony of one of those square houses, which were spread across the whole country thanks to socialism.
There were two long square houses standing opposite to each other, and their balconies were like wrinkles of a prematurely aged face.
And Karel was swinging on one of these balconies.
In that frozen fraction of a moment, he watched the windows on the other side. Those which were lit from inside, so here and there he could see what was happening behind them.
The working people of this despairingly evolving country divided the rest of the weekday energy into watching TV, sleeping, or reproducing, which they saw as the only happy escape from reality.
Karel knew all of this only too well. And he swung once and twice.
Behind the light of a window, blurred with a curtain, from the opposite house, a young woman was ironing diapers. She lived alone with her baby who was fast asleep behind the curtain in the only room of the borrowed studio flat. Karel felt like he could hear the voice of Karel Gott; she liked to listen to his music on a battered gramophone during her regular evening ironing… Every day the same. Only once a month, between marking home-works and ironing, she divided a modest bundle of bank notes into white envelopes, which she later put in the cupboard.
On the floor below everyone was asleep. Student Ivan had a part-time job as a caster. He was saving money for wedding. He came home so weary that he gobbled up two cans of beans and pretended to study. Usually, it wasn’t for long; he moved to the sofa and fell asleep…
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