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Was it the train ride that made you sick ? ” “ No . I ' ve been sick for a month , the
jolts only hurt . I was in pain , in great pain , all through the night . But – " She took
my head in both hands and looked away as she told me , “ The pain made me ...
Was it the train ride that made you sick ? ” “ No . I ' ve been sick for a month , the
jolts only hurt . I was in pain , in great pain , all through the night . But – " She took
my head in both hands and looked away as she told me , “ The pain made me ...
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From Coblenz we took a train to Frankfurt , where I was to leave Dorothea . As we
went up the Rhine valley , a fine rain was falling . The banks of the Rhine were
gray , but stark and wild . From time to time the train skirted graveyards whose ...
From Coblenz we took a train to Frankfurt , where I was to leave Dorothea . As we
went up the Rhine valley , a fine rain was falling . The banks of the Rhine were
gray , but stark and wild . From time to time the train skirted graveyards whose ...
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Crítica de los usuarios - Kristelh - LibraryThingA nihilist novel by Georges Bataille, Blue of Noon, is set during the Spanish Civil War and the early years of Nazi movement. The protagonist, Henri Timmermann is a sick man (physically and ... Leer comentario completo
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Crítica de los usuarios - amerynth - LibraryThingWhile I didn't actually hate Georges Bataille's "Blue of Noon," I really didn't get it either. This supposed to be a novel that used eroticism to show how sex, violence and power is intertwined and ... Leer comentario completo
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