The Kangaroo and I

I did not translate this post, because it deals with a German novel about an artist and his roommate (who is actually a kangaroo), which is not (yet?) translated. I guess it would be quite boring to read about a book one cannot read oneself. I find it even more annoying to read about a really good and funny book which is not translated and therefore cannot be read by most of the people in the world. However, if you think different or if you know about a translation of „The Kangaroo Chronicles“, I do not know about, please leave me a comment and I will go on and translate this article.

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