Status Updates From Čileanski nokturno

My first impression: philosophically dense, relentlessly thought-provoking — almost too brilliant for my heart.
As By Night in Chile unfolds as a fevered monologue, Bolano binds literature, faith, and complicity into a single moral reckoning — one that begins, memorably, with “the storm of shit” and never really lets up. 🤔

Naming a falcon “Ta gueule” has to be one of the funniest and most ironic things I’ve read in a while