One Hundred Years of Solitude

tuft of hair on the tip. A pigs
tail that was never allowed to
be seen by any woman and
that cost him his life when a
butcher friend did him the
favor of chopping it off with
his cleaver. José Arcadio
Buendía, with the whimsy of
his nineteen years, resolved
the problem with a single
phrase: I dont care if I have
piglets as long as they can
talk. So they were married
amidst a festival of fireworks