"We became Cortázar followers. We read the stories in End Game, The Secret Weapons, Bestiary. We understood exactly what it meant when he spoke of the dangers of keeping a live tiger inside a bourgeois apartment, of being the only two passengers on a bus not carrying a bunch of flowers, of being transported from an innocent operating table to the sacrificial altar of an ancient Aztec priest. These nightmares made sense to us; we didn't know then that they were also describing something like the soul of the times." - Alberto Manguel in the afterword of Unreasonable Hours
Done with my first book this March. Whew. That was intense. And beautiful. And exhilarating. And unparalleled.
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