One Hundred Years of Solitude

houses of which, destroyed
by rye grass, he found the
skeleton of a German
shepherd dog still tied to a
ring by a steel chain and a
telephone that was ringing,
ringing, ringing until he
picked it up and an anguished
and distant woman spoke in
English, and he said yes, that
the strike was over, that three
thousand dead people had
been thrown into the sea, that
the banana company had left,