Friday, July 22, 2022

shrug

"I pulled the man out of the shrubs by his feet until his own body was on the lawn. His cameras rode up over his head. I turned him over, grabbed him under the arms, and dragged him across the grass to the summer house, laying him down behind it. Whoever found him would wonder for a moment how it had happened, rob him, shrug, and maybe get someone to bury him."

~~ from An Untouched House by Willem Frederik Hermans

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