16 December 1915, Thursday

The space of his childhood no longer existed. Only ruins remained of the shop and the tenement house at the Market Square, which was burned down by the Russian troops. He stayed in his hometown* for almost a year, living in a house on Floriańska Street*, to which the family moved in 1910.

In the short story “Cockroaches”, he writes: “These were long weeks of depression, hard weeks without Sundays and holidays, with a closed sky and in an impoverished landscape”[[1]]. (js) (transl. ms)