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What strange and wonderful labyrinths these stories are! They are like dreams that I both long to exit and never want to wake up from. Full of obsession, anxiety, sorry, and humor, they make me re-think what it means to tell a story from start to finish and, cliché as it sounds, what it means to be human. These stories, both published and unpublished in Kafka's lifetime, left in varied stages of fragmentation and completion, have the simultaneous ability to dismember, confuse, and enlighten. They exist at both the register of a shout and a soft, prayer-like whisper. I may never have Kafka completely "figured out," but I know that his stories will continue to echo and resound within me for a long, long time.