Možda Diogen (1967)

Surreal, absurd, playful non-story of a lonely little vagabond doubting his senses. More Sisyphus than Diogenes, he rolls away the stone and takes stairways to heaven while not even the sun behaves as it should and night comes seeping in. Typography, directions, sizes, artworks, surroundings – everything is unreliable and deceitful, or is this all hallucinations?

Quick, funny, sad – though not in my diminutive book of eating bones out of a tin can.

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