The unlikely stardom of Karl Ove Knausgaard
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Karl Ove Knausgaard regrets this interview.
We are seated at a café in the gallery of Oslo’s Art Deco Folketeateret, the same place where 18 years ago an editor commissioned what would become Knausgaard’s debut novel. At 45, he has shaggy hair and a punk-rock leather jacket that give him the air of a disaffected teenager. …