Jens Gellin resolves neighboring disputes in his work, in which the ultimate essence of humanity has become familiar. He has set up bloody battles with both courtyard fences and sounds that have come from the listener’s own head.
When Jens Gellin was 12 years old, the adults began to open up to him about their affairs. They grieve about their painful relationship worries, betrayals, and failures.
The boy listened, though he understood nothing. The half-acquaintances returned to his speeches time and time again.
“People knew I wouldn’t tell things further,” he notes.