FINDING THE BOOK OF SAND
My name is Jazeps Zemzaris.
I owe the present thirst on my tongue to my peculiar story. I owe my peculiar story to a book, a building and another book. The first book is the Collected Fictions of Jorge Luis Borges, published by Penguin Press in 1999 and translated by Andrew Hurley. The building is the Argentine National Library in Buenos Aires. The second book is impossible and should not exist.
After a life of regular and dreary work, I deserved to see a little of the world. This was my justification for buying an airline ticket to South America. But I could not alter my careful nature simply through an act of will, so of all the countries on that landmass I selected Argentina as my destination. It is the most European in character. To pass the hours of the fli
