Blue of NoonM. Boyars, 1986 - 155 páginas Troppmann wanders erotically through the politically troubled Europe of the 1930s. |
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... Day was breaking . We walked without saying a word . I was bewildered , An- tonio was in a cold fury and stupefied with drink , Lazare was as calm and far away as someone dead ... ! " " But was it a joke ? ” " It 90 THE BLUE OF NOON.
... Day was breaking . We walked without saying a word . I was bewildered , An- tonio was in a cold fury and stupefied with drink , Lazare was as calm and far away as someone dead ... ! " " But was it a joke ? ” " It 90 THE BLUE OF NOON.
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... walked rather quickly through the sunshine toward the garage . It was hot . I mopped my face . I was jealous of people with a God to hang onto , whereas I ... soon all I'd have left would be " eyes to cry with . " Someone was staring at ...
... walked rather quickly through the sunshine toward the garage . It was hot . I mopped my face . I was jealous of people with a God to hang onto , whereas I ... soon all I'd have left would be " eyes to cry with . " Someone was staring at ...
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... walked fast , paid no attention to anyone , and spoke in abrupt voices . There was nothing that wasn't dismal terribly so : a vast gray sky slowly turning into falling snow . We started moving fast . We had to cross a plateau of plowed ...
... walked fast , paid no attention to anyone , and spoke in abrupt voices . There was nothing that wasn't dismal terribly so : a vast gray sky slowly turning into falling snow . We started moving fast . We had to cross a plateau of plowed ...
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The Evil Omen | 27 |
Motherly Feet | 44 |
Antonios Story | 86 |
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