When you read this note, I will no longer be among the living. Dear sir, dear Aunt Irma, please forgive me. I couldn’t help it. I didn’t want to be a tulip any more.
“Tulip in Crisis” by Örkény István
When you read this note, I will no longer be among the living. Dear sir, dear Aunt Irma, please forgive me. I couldn’t help it. I didn’t want to be a tulip any more.