The Book-Thief's Heartbeat


In Bewley's Oriental Café in Dublin, seated on red plush beneath the stained-glass windows, Oliver awaits an almond bun and a cup of coffee and considers his existence. Art gallery attendant and vintage car enthusiast, Oliver boorishly collects parking tickets and pursues Lilly with less than ardent consistency. Born in the year Penguin changed the lettering on thier spines, perhaps all that he takes seriously in life is the calm contemplation of cups of Bewley's coffee and that cafe's unique atmosphere. Certainly his grasp of 'normal', practical reality appears somewhat tenuous.

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Dublin, Sandymount Strand, Merrion Gates, Grafton Street