Really powerful, but hard to review, especially in this condensed context. Kertész, a non-religious Jewish Hungarian, was a concentration camp survivor, entering the camps at age 14 (and lying about his age). This is a fictional parallel experience, deviant in that our narrator doesn‘t judge as we do, but takes things as they come, processing them in his own practical way. He‘s young enough that this is, in a way, his only reality.