Hans said he didn’t know anything about his father. “True,” said Halder, “one never knows anything about one’s father.” A father, he said, is a passageway immersed in the deepest darkness, where we stumble blindly seeking a way out. Still, he insisted that the boy at least tell him what his father looked like, but the young Hans Reiter replied that he sincerely didn’t know. At this point Halder wanted to know whether he lived with his father or not. I’ve always lived with him, answered Hans Reiter. “So what does he look like? Can’t you describe him?” “I can’t because I don’t know,” answered
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