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by Kathrine Kressmann Taylor
An epistolary novella, set in 1938, documenting the correspondence between two close friends who are co-owners of an art gallery in San Francisco. Max Eisenstein is running their gallery in SF and is keeping Martin Schulse (who has moved back to Munich, in his native Germany, with his family) up to date about their business and is regularly asking about life in Europe in general, and about Mr Hitler and his ideas in particular. The letters become dominated by politics, and the friendship is soon very strained.
I was expecting something along the lines of [b:84, Charing Cross Road|368916|84, Charing Cross Road|Helene Hanff|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1662637640l/368916._SY75_.jpg|938626] but the big difference here is that the correspondents are very close from the beginning which makes for quite different dynamics. It is also much, much shorter than the Helene Hanff book, plus it is fiction. And this is what I had to constantly remind myself: this is fiction, and it was published in 1938 BEFORE the Second World War started and long before we knew all about the Nazis' atrocities. And for that 1938 publication date alone, this is an impressive piece of fiction and sent shivers down my spine.
I was expecting something along the lines of [b:84, Charing Cross Road|368916|84, Charing Cross Road|Helene Hanff|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1662637640l/368916._SY75_.jpg|938626] but the big difference here is that the correspondents are very close from the beginning which makes for quite different dynamics. It is also much, much shorter than the Helene Hanff book, plus it is fiction. And this is what I had to constantly remind myself: this is fiction, and it was published in 1938 BEFORE the Second World War started and long before we knew all about the Nazis' atrocities. And for that 1938 publication date alone, this is an impressive piece of fiction and sent shivers down my spine.