In Kafka In The Castle, I fill in the ‘missing’ diary entries from Kafka’s real diary. He either did not fill in these days himself, or he destroyed them. There are some estimates that Kafka destroyed 70% – 80% of everything he wrote.
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31 December 1917
The end of the year. The end of a love. The ebb of a life. Even the Empire can not last much longer.
01 January 1918
It is strange how we are expected to wake up on a Tuesday morning – just as any Tuesday morning – and be full of hope because it’s the first day of some arbitrarily appointed year.
I walk the streets and it is still Prague.
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