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Through the open door I caught a glimpse now and then of some rather
desiccated-looking elderly women who walked past on tiptoe carrying heaps of
starched petticoats. Occasionally the deep silence of the passage would be
broken by ...
As I walked out into the courtyard the wind blew off my hat and I had to pick it up
out of a puddle. The Indian summer was gone without a trace. Rain was slanting
down, water squelched underfoot, damp leaves were torn from the trees in the ...
He walked and walked, took bus-rides, chiefly making himself understood by
mumbling and finished up so hungry that he was ready to go anywhere for a
meal. "I'll go to some hole restaurant," he thought, "and have a bite to eat." He
saw a ...
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LibraryThing ReviewGebruikersrecensie - nosajeel - LibraryThing
It is not only a reflection on me that I managed to read 30 or 40 pages of this book before realizing that I had read it before, more than fifteen years ago, translated under the title Black Snow. It is inconceivable that something similar could happen with even the first two paragraphs Volledige review lezen
LibraryThing ReviewGebruikersrecensie - HadriantheBlind - LibraryThing
Bulgakov knows how to write a fine novel - this one all about the hilariously bizarre and frustrating world of stage plays. It ends very abruptly, but the author was about to die. A shame, but it can be more than excused. A wonderfully funny book. Volledige review lezen