One Hundred Years of Solitude

and disillusioned Colonel
Aureliano Buendía, who was
slowly losing all contact with
the reality of the nation.
Enclosed in his workshop, his
only relationship with the rest
of the world was his business
in little gold fishes. One of
the soldiers who had guarded
his house during the first days
of peace would go sell them
in the villages of the swamp
and return loaded down with
coins and news. That the