Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Fifty-one years, nine months and four days

... of Love in the Time of Cholera

i turned the last page and now i'm sad. But the perfidious and depraved reader in me can be bought cheap. Just like a greedy magpie it already spotted a bright and tawdry new cover.. another Latin lover? or maybe now it has a taste for some French accent? ... old faithful Gabriel Gabo will have to wait for his turn again on the shelf... parce qu'on revient toujours au premier amour.

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