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The Book: One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
ISBN: 978-0-06-088328-7
Suggested By: Mecca Willman
Where: El Paso
When: 9-9:30P
Music: None
Company: Alone
Pages: 4-59 (55)
The Lead In: Drained beyond words, drove all night last night. Turned off ESPN and laid down on a bed with no sheets in a room full of boxes yet unpacked.
The 411 on the 55: How can I describe this book. It flows like water. I had so many preconceived notions about it, due to series of bad readers who suggested it. I was wrong to assume.
Due to the way the story is almost stream of conscience I will try and pick my favorite sections of the day’s reading rather than outline the full scope of the work.
Gypsies come to the city on a regular basis and during one of the trips, a young Indian girl is prostituted to pay for a new house to replace her grandma’s recently burned one. After the night we meet her in the story, she still has 10 years of 70 men per night. How daunting and beautiful her dedication!
Line of the Day: “This is the great invention of our time.” pg 18
Fact on the Fiction: Magic realism, or magical realism, is an artistic genre in which magical elements or illogical scenarios appear in an otherwise realistic or even "normal" setting. It has been widely used in relation to literature, art, and film. Wikipedia
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