Status Updates From Kornél Esti

NOT a book about Cornel West’s evil twin—except it kind of is??

A quaint lil jaunt into the eyes and mouth of a trickster god type who remarks quite plainly on the eccentricities of the Hungarians and the other ethnicities who they have the pleasure to encounter. Kind of like those old Jewish tales of a traveler who enters a backwater village where all the peasants wear shoes on their hands or something.

“Javíthatatlan romantikus maradtam”