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...relish--he quite possibly had a hand in bringing on the tuberculosis that killed him at age 41. As for the writings that were not published during his lifetime--two unfinished novels, a large number of stories, diaries and letters--he asked his close friend and first biographer, Max Brod, to "burn it all as soon as possible...
...owner of Jonathons Coin in Los Angeles. From the daily glut, his wife picks out the valuable objects for resale. But at Manhattan's Empire Diamond & Gold Buying Service, where the queues form two hours before the store opens, almost everything goes to the smelter. Says Owner Jack Brod, who bought a Spanish-American War medal for its weight and paid only $75: "We might get more from a collector, but it's not worth looking for one or waiting. We'll melt...
...York's Empire Buying Service, Owner Jack Brod was importuned by one eager customer to extract his loose, gold-filled tooth on the pot. Brod refused; the man left, but returned a few days later with tooth in hand. Typically, New York Dealer Harry Rodman paid one Maryland dentist $500 for the gold scrap and dust that he had collected with a special vacuum from dental grindings in just two years of practice. Dealers also quietly bought gold fillings from morticians, proving that you can't take it with...
...more Kafkaesque than the original. His dying wish was totalitarian. Before he was finally killed by tuberculosis in 1924, he entreated his friend Max Brod to burn his books-to destroy the unpublished masterpieces (The Castle, The Trial, Amerika) that posthumously raised his estate from weird minor talent working in the ruins of Austria-Hungary to premonitory genius of the century's blackest impulses. Brod of course refused; it remained for both the Nazis and the Soviets to suppress Kafka's works-a neat case of reality confirming the artist's point...
Sometimes, it is Germanically heavy with melodrama. "Writing is a sweet and wonderful reward," he writes Max Brod in 1922, "but for what? In the night it became clear to me, as clear as a child's lesson book, that it is the reward for serving the devil. This descent to the dark powers, this unshackling of spirits...