One Hundred Years of Solitude

By that time he had dissected
every dissectible insect in the
region, he spoke Spanish like
a native, and he had solved all
of the crossword puzzles in
the magazines that he
received in the mail. He did
not have the pretext of
climate to hasten their return
because nature had endowed
him with a colonial liver
which resisted the drowsiness
of siesta time and water that
had vinegar worms in it. He