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Ljiljana D. Ćuk’s short prose dives into the depths of human emotion, exploring a strong sense of existential despair. With a direct and uncompromising style, Ćuk reveals the struggle to make peace with a world that feels broken, where every part of reality comes with an unsettling sense of disgust. Her writing gives readers a raw and intense experience, confronting the challenge of finding meaning in a universe that seems indifferent.
"The short prose of Ljiljana D. Ćuk is not only exquisite literature, which it undoubtedly is, but also an expression of general despair, the torment of trying to come to terms with anything that exists, as everything existing is mostly seen and experienced as repulsive in itself." (Srdjan Srdić)
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