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I remember the chilly smell of the typical West Indian store, the indescribable
smell of damp gloom, of locos, of pimento, of olive oil, of new sugar, of new rum;
the glassy double sheen of Ramon's great spectacles, the piercing eyes in the ...
Castro's eyes ran furtively all round him, then he looked at me. He made an
extraordinary swift motion with his right hand, and I saw that he was facing me
with a long steel blade displayed. Carlos continued to cough. The thing seemed
Dark blue circles took away from the blackness and sparkle of his eyes. And he
coughed, and coughed. He put his arm affectionately round my shoulders and
said, "How splendid to see you again, my Juan." His eyes had affection in them, ...
The young girl was, for the moment, what counted most on the whole, the only
thing the eye could rest on. ... I had seen her gray eyes; I had seen her red lips;
her dark hair, her lithe gestures; the carriage of her head; her throat, her hands.
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“And on this ghostly sigh, on this breath, with the feeble click of beads in the nun’s hands, a silence fell upon the room, vast as the stillness of a world of unknown faiths, loves, beliefs, of ... Read full review