I read this book in full back in my early 20s, before I had much real life experience. I've tried to read it again since then, but I always get to the story of

I read this book in full back in my early 20s, before I had much real life experience. I've tried to read it again since then, but I always get to the story of Franz Poekler, right in the middle, and it's so upsetting that I have to put the book away at that point.