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| El Donato Niagara Falls, Canada |
"Night fell.
The town was kinder looking.
Small lights burned on the pier, and windows shone in the harbor offices. The palms, so spindly and ragged during the
day, had feathery heads, and these dark umbrella plumes sheltered the cozy
buildings. Some blood-red sunset streaks
were still bent across the mountains to the west. The town was tucked beneath. It lay flattened, a pool of tiny lamps in the
darkness, and some dim spangles glimmered from the lighted huts of the
mountainsides.”
Paul Theroux, The
Mosquito Coast (1982)
Blogger Adrian Fragomeni said...
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26 Decem
Pathetic fallacy at its zeineth! Frank Norris, a true great artist and intellectual; who's early death at the age of 32 rocked the world of early, twentieth century literature. What a truly horrible loss....what a genius, calm and strong, a true great!
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