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10 SEP 21 :: The Insufferable Gaucho Roberto Bolaño |
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10 SEP 21 :: That night I dreamed that an unknown virus had infected our people. Roberto Bolaño |
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3 SEP 21 :: He said that snakes had been known to bite their own tails Roberto Bolaño Last Evenings on Earth |
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3 SEP 21 :: “People see what they want to see and what people want to see never have anything to do with the truth.” -Roberto Bolaño @very_venusian |
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3 SEP 21 :: A Little Lumpen Novelita | Roberto Bolaño |
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31 AUG 21 :: “we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.” — the savage detectives, roberto bolaño (1998) @elenasgreco |
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31 AUG 21 :: Last Evenings on Earth by Chilean writer Roberto Bolaño @TheTurkishLife |
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31 AUG 21 :: Last Evenings on Earth | Author: Roberto Bolaño |
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30 AUG 21 :: The double nature of silence, and the collective catastrophe of which improbable sounds are often harbingers. ROBERTO BOLAÑO Amulet |
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30 AUG 21 :: “We never stop reading, although every book comes to an end, just as we never stop living, although death is certain” - Roberto Bolaño @Bo0okss |
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24 AUG 21 :: “the dream of our youth / the most valiant dream of all.” Roberto Bolaño @NewYorker |
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24 AUG 21 :: “Nothing is ever behind us.” ― Roberto Bolaño, 2666 |
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20 AUG 21 :: Roberto Bolaño The Savage Detectives | |
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19 AUG 21 :: Roberto Bolaño The Savage Detectives | |
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13 AUG 21 :: The Savage Detectives ROBERTO BOLAÑO |
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13 AUG 21 :: The first time I saw him, it was in the Calle Bucareli THE SKATING RINK ROBERTO BOLAÑO |
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12 AUG 21 :: By Night in Chile (Spanish title: Nocturno de Chile) is a novella written by Chilean author Roberto Bolaño |
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11 AUG 21 :: That's the way love is, my friends; I speak as the mother of all the poets. That's the way love is, and slang, and the streets, and sonnets. And the sky at five in morning. ROBERTO BOLAÑO Amulet |
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11 AUG 21 :: Arturo sat alone at a table, accompanied only by his ghosts, staring at his last tequila as if a shipwreck of Homeric proportions were occurring in the bottom of the glass ROBERTO BOLAÑO Amulet |
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11 AUG 21 :: The double nature of silence, and the collective catastrophe of which improbable sounds are often harbingers. ROBERTO BOLAÑO Amulet |
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