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Una città di mare che somiglia a Genova, un oscuro fatto di sangue, un cadavere anonimo, un uomo che istruisce una sua privata inchiesta per svelarne l'identità. Ma il procedimento di Spino, il detective della vicenda, non segue una logica di causa/effetto. Invece delle apparenze visibili egli cerca i significati che queste apparenze contengono e la sua ricerca corre sul filo ambiguo che separa lo spettacolo dallo spettatore. Così la sua inchiesta "impazzisce" e da indagine su una morte slitta sul piano delle segrete ragioni che guidano un'esistenza, trasformandosi in una sorta di caduta libera, vertiginosa e obbligata al tempo stesso: una ricerca senza respiro tesa verso un obiettivo che, come l'orizzonte, sembra spostarsi con chi lo segue.

The eight stories contained in Antonio Tabucchi's Letters from Casablanca introduce to an American audience a rising Italian writer (born 1943) whose intriguing narrative strategies make the reader an active participant in his work. Each story can be seen from at least two perspectives, and each protagonist can be seen as experiencing an objective "reality" or having his own imagined and quite possibly distorted view of events.

Almost like a detective, the reader must try to puzzle out what has happened, what relationship X "really" has to Y. In "Dolores Ibarruri Sheds Bitter Tears," is the mother's report of her son's happy childhood just a remembered mirage? Is life inside a Fitzgerald novel a game invented by the narrator of "The Little Gatsby," or has the game indeed replaced any other reality? From the title story "Letter from Casablanca," with its double and triple inversions of our expectations, to the final thoughts of "The Backwards Game," where the author plays with the idea of reversing life and literature, the haunting theme of this remarkable and rewarding debut is: "Reality is unpleasant and you prefer dreams"––but modified in teasing counterpoint by the observation that "sometimes reality surpasses the imagination." The author implies that many of the stories are "true," but it is the reflecting and refining power of art and language which focuses seemingly random events into patterns of inevitability.

През 90-те години на ХХ век в Порту, "северната столица" на Португалия, е извършено грозно убийство. Млад репортер от лисабонски таблоид пристига да отрази разследването, както и сам да се разрови в историята. Постепенно неприязънта му към непознатия град и неохотата да се ровичка из чуждите мръсни ризи претърпяват коренна промяна. за това му помагат осъзнаването че "отделният човек е абсолютно необходим на всички останали и всички са абсолютно необходими на отделния...", както и срещите с портуанци: стария циганин Маноло, хазяйката с "интересно" минало дона Роза, адвоката на онеправданите с непроизносимо име... Животът като пасианс;…

When the body of a young man going by the obviously false name of Carlo Nobodi is brought into the morgue, Spino, the attendant on duty at the time, becomes obsessed with determining his identity

Une Toscane secrète et ensorcelée, une gare de la Riviera, une Lisbonne baudelairienne, un rallye automobile d'époque, un implacable persécuteur à l'air distingué dans un train de Bombay à Madras, la veuve d'un grand écrivain, la sœur d'un autre écrivain à l'agonie, un gardien de prison qui part à la retraite. Ces récits ont l'apparence, à première lecture, de petits morceaux de vie, de carrefours existentiels, de portraits de voyageurs ironiques et désespérés. Mais un trouble s'installe. Et les histoires de Tabucchi se transforment en une réflexion sur le hasard et les choix, comme une tentative d'observer les interstices qui traversent le tissu des destins. Une inquiétude métaphysique flotte chez ces personnages excentriques ou banals, dans ces vies ratées ou brisées. On ne cherche pas tant des réponses qu'un message, un signal, une apparition. Tout n'est pas dit. Il faut lire entre les lignes, entre les pages. Le sens bifurque. Cela commence par de petites équivoques sans importance qui aboutissent à de grandes équivoques sans solution.

Written by Antonio Tabucchi, author of Indian Nocturne, one of the most renowned voices in European literature and the foremost Italian writer of his generation, this sublimely questioning, superbly imaginative collection of fragments and quasi-stories moves from impression to association to conjecture. The reader meets a delicate flying creature of ambiguous species--replete with feathers in ochre, yellow, deep blue, and emerald green--in Fra Angelico's vegetable garden; and a revolutionary who is told her incredible future by Mademoiselle Lenormand, a fortune teller from the shadow world.

Застолье в кругу семьи, но мысли гостьи устремляются по своему кругу…

Название рассказа — «Yo me enamoré del aire» — строка испанской песни, вместившей всю жизнь героя.

Лихорадочный монолог обитателя дома престарелых, заблудившегося на просторах собственной памяти.