Ramy KandilChapter 7: Unsterblichkeit In Einer DoseWhy are humans so self destructive? Why are we, as a species, so enamored by the idea that we could pull the rug from underneath our own…Mar 13, 2017Mar 13, 2017
Ramy KandilChapter 6: ProphecyIt was no accident that I was there when he was — but that’s running ahead of ourselves a bit.Feb 11, 2017Feb 11, 2017
Ramy KandilChapter 5: StuporWhy the Portuguese ever gave Macau back to the Chinese I’ll never understand. When you have your own money printing machine in the form of…Jan 22, 2017Jan 22, 2017
Ramy KandilChapter 4: Remember, remember, that day in SeptemberI keep thinking about that cold autumn day of September 1978. The day my father left the house. The day everything I knew came to an end…Jan 15, 2017Jan 15, 2017
Ramy KandilChapter 3: Das Schwerste GewichtThe greatest deception is to the self.Jan 8, 2017Jan 8, 2017
Ramy KandilChapter 1: VertigoThe perfect cure for a hangover is a secret known only to a handful of people around the world. Some people will tell you that it’s…Dec 23, 2016Dec 23, 2016
Ramy KandilPROLOGUEI’ve wanted to write a novel ever since I could read them.Dec 15, 20161Dec 15, 20161
Ramy KandilPlay, Shuffle, RepeatThere’s no one awake right now. Just the two of us. We fumble in the darkness till we find each other.Nov 18, 2016Nov 18, 2016