Kafkas Todestag

On the 3rd of June a reader replied to this letter, after finding it in Bubers Bibel:

i am giving a seminar from 16. bis zum 22. juli, oder, wie manche deutsche sagen, julei, deshalb kann ich nicht nach herisau mit dir, damn shit, but maybe youll come to the mutterstadt, to berlin, maybe after the soccer-sucker-crazyness is done, is over, is finished, or before...

what are you doing down in frankfurt? by the way, your german is very good, and i did like your translation of this most very complicated, this most very, i must say, free german author. by the way, last weekend the NZZ (neue züricher zeitung) was full of walser-fan-texts, and at least one was good, the one by wilhelm genazino, it was about: eine haltung des lebens, des schreibens, darüber, wie man sich selber beschreibt, als der, der man ist, der man sein will, ohne andere schlecht zu machen, self-description whitout degeneration of other, degeneration, can i say that? i can say what i want to, even if i am not serious, yeah. great greetings,
martin

check: http://www.nzz.ch/2006/05/27/li/articleE32SU.html