Love in the Time of Cholera

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'In our time it was camellias, not roses,' Florentino Ariza said to Fermina Daza, the room now covered in a sea of letters, old and new, each of them his, and each belonging to him (he wasn't a poet, but if he were he would have lost them all, and her with them). 'True,' said Fermina, 'but the intention was different and you know it

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Do you know Pynchon's Review?

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Re: Do you know Pynchon's Review?

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This is great. Yes to the 'control of love,' magic in the service of a reality consensus ('...life and good, death and evil'), and that last paragraph on riverboat navigation. Some of these unblinking 'zingers' reminded me of Saramago.