Achimwene loved Central Station. He loved the adaptoplant neighborhoods sprouting over the old stone and concrete buildings, the budding of new apartments and the gradual fading and shearing of old ones, dried windows and walls flaking and falling down in the wind. Achimwene loved the calls of the alte-zachen, the rag-and-bone men, in their traditional … Continue reading The Book Seller by Lavie Tidhar