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I dreamt of him shortly before my love went away again, as we both knew he would have to. This immemorial face at the distance of a school desk turning the air thin throughout the whole examination. I wasn't that interested in its appearance, but in the names handwritten on his header. The papers are already in my visual field while my love calls me for breakfast; I didn’t hold it against him, it could have been the alarm clock or the bell to finish writing and deliver. All I got was Blum, the rest of the letters faded away without me being able to grasp them, there is nothing there to be kept. Not that I hadn't tried, I realized what I was doing.
"10000 marcos alemães por uma noite
Quem acolheu Katharina Blum?“
(adereço do filme)
Capa da edição original do livro, 1974
Heinrich Böll, A Honra Perdida de Katharina Blum [ou: Como surge a violência e aonde ela pode levar], 1974 (livro)
Volker Schlöndorff; Margarethe von Trotta, A Honra Perdida de Katharina Blum, 1975 (filme)
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