Benjamin (right) playing chess with Brecht
Yesterday was Walter Benjamin’s birthday. He was born at the height of the German Empire, in 1892, “a well-born bourgeois child”, in his own words, and he died 48 years later, a Jewish refugee trapped between states with little more than his suit and briefcase to his name. In between he made a legacy, a life of …
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