Blue of NoonM. Boyars, 1986 - 155 páginas "Set against the backdrop of Europe's slide into Fascism, "Blue of Noon" is a blackly compelling account of depravity and violence. As its narrator lurches despairingly from city to city in a surreal sexual and mental nightmare of squalor, sadism and drunken encounters, his internal collapse mirrors the fighting and marching on the streets outside. Exploring the dark forces beneath the surface of civilization, this is a novel torn between identifying with history's victims and being seduced by the monstrous glamour of its terrible victors, and is one of the twentieth century's great nihilist works."--www.amazon.com. |
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... staring at me , seemed touched at this point . I had stopped ; it was she who asked me , out of humanity , to tell her what happened . ― I resumed : " I had myself shown up to the room , with its twin beds and all her luggage . I can ...
... staring at me , seemed touched at this point . I had stopped ; it was she who asked me , out of humanity , to tell her what happened . ― I resumed : " I had myself shown up to the room , with its twin beds and all her luggage . I can ...
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... staring at the tip of his raised hand . " Louise , " he concluded , " leans toward the heroic solution . Monsieur , I don't know what you personally think of the possibilities now open to the movement for - - the emancipation of the ...
... staring at the tip of his raised hand . " Louise , " he concluded , " leans toward the heroic solution . Monsieur , I don't know what you personally think of the possibilities now open to the movement for - - the emancipation of the ...
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... staring at me . My eyes had been lowered ; I looked up : it was a beggar , in his thirties , who wore on his head a bandana tied under his chin and broad yellow goggles across his face . He stared at me out of his big eyes for a long ...
... staring at me . My eyes had been lowered ; I looked up : it was a beggar , in his thirties , who wore on his head a bandana tied under his chin and broad yellow goggles across his face . He stared at me out of his big eyes for a long ...
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Motherly Feet | 44 |
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