Everyone knows, all of them … that when all’s said and done, she is no more than a fig leaf hiding the thing everyone else would be much happier never having to look at.
An Israeli violinist. Living in her trendy canal-side Amsterdam apartment. Nine months pregnant.
One day a mysterious unpaid gas bill from 1944 arrives.
Slid her an envelope right under the door and then just walked away.
It awakens unsettling feelings of collective identity, foreignness and alienation. Stories of a devastating past are compellingly reconstructed to try and make sense of the present.
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