#the street of crocodiles

megairea:

“We went for a walk all together along a steeply falling street, pervaded by the scent of violets; uncertain whether it was the magic of the night which lay like silver on the snow or whether it was the light of dawn…”

—Bruno Schulz, from Cinnamon Shops (tr. by Jerzy Ficowski); The Street of Crocodiles, 1933