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Ida Fink's stories - story after story, narrative after narrative - seem to unfold before the reader the ordinariness and routine of evil and good. We will not find the word Holocaust in the book, because this term appeared only after the war. The author returns to a time when there was no language capable of naming what was happening.

Ida Fink's texts can be read as a chronicle of the destruction of the Jewish world of her native Zbarazh and its environs. «Written in whispers, these stories give the victims of the Shoah their names and individual, unique human traits. That is why the writer's work is an important source of knowledge about the nature of our cities and towns. The minimalism and utmost accuracy of the narrative turns into a universal record of human experience in borderline situations when one has to choose between life and death.