
The Flesh Machine
by Benjamin Grose

A dry, deadpan comedy about bureaucracy, paranoia, and espionage, where no one knows anything and this has never been considered a problem. In espionage, understanding is the sort of mistake later described as experience. Tadeusz Nowak is sent from Warsaw to Vienna with instructions clear enough to be official and vague enough to be dangerous. As rival agencies, cryptic handlers, and a woman named Sofia close in, Tadeusz discovers that clarity is not required, only participation.