Blue of NoonM. Boyars, 1986 - 155 páginas Troppmann wanders erotically through the politically troubled Europe of the 1930s. |
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... pale , and there were no more stars . People were coming and going , but the Ramblas seemed somehow unreal : from one end to the other , that stretch of plane trees was one deafening birdsong - I had never listened to anything so unex ...
... pale , and there were no more stars . People were coming and going , but the Ramblas seemed somehow unreal : from one end to the other , that stretch of plane trees was one deafening birdsong - I had never listened to anything so unex ...
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... pale , her face red from the cold , Dorothea said nothing . She ate a kind of cake she was fond of . She was still beautiful ; nevertheless her face kept dissolving in that light , dissolving in the gray 142 THE BLUE OF NOON.
... pale , her face red from the cold , Dorothea said nothing . She ate a kind of cake she was fond of . She was still beautiful ; nevertheless her face kept dissolving in that light , dissolving in the gray 142 THE BLUE OF NOON.
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Georges Bataille. flame and thunder , as pale as burning sulfur when it chokes you . Inordinate laughter was making my head spin . As I found myself confronting this catastrophe , I was filled with the black irony that accompanies the ...
Georges Bataille. flame and thunder , as pale as burning sulfur when it chokes you . Inordinate laughter was making my head spin . As I found myself confronting this catastrophe , I was filled with the black irony that accompanies the ...
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The Evil Omen | 27 |
Motherly Feet | 44 |
Antonios Story | 86 |
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afraid Antonio anxiety arms asked Badalona Barcelona began blood Blue of Noon burst cafe Calella calm cante jondo Catalan Catalonia chair chamber pot corpse Criolla crying dance dead death Dirty Dirty's door Dorothea dreadful dream dress drink drunk empty everything eyes face feeling fell felt floor frightened front Georges Bataille girl glass hair hand happen head heard imagined inside kill kissed laughing Lazare Lazare's leave longer looked Lotte Lenya maid Marseilles Michel Monsieur Melou Moselle mother-in-law mouth naked nausea never night once pain pajama top pale Prum Ramblas Sade saying seemed shouted sick side drums singing sitting sleep smile someone speaking spoke staring started stay stood stopped street talking tears tell There's thing thought told took Trier turned ugly understand Vienna voice vomit waiting walked wanted window woman Xenie Xenie's