Ah, there he is, that eight-year-old letter. He was written to Arthur van Amerongen and me by Joris van Os, an author who felt so misunderstood that he took revenge several times on the publishing world. Now it is full of writers who feel misunderstood, but in this case there was an extremely witty side of those revenge actions. “Perhaps there is a harrowing lack of talent on my part,” Joris wrote to us full of self -mockery. I know for sure that things are different.
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