" Every text demands its own time. If an event, a place, a person grabs me and wants to be written about, but for some reason still cannot be expressed, it just hasn’t found its time. It’s not yet ripe. Only
gradually will it blossom, tucked away in my soul, and then it takes its
form and words. And then I can write about it."
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