One Hundred Years of Solitude

was dangerous and had no
future, and she cut it off with
one stroke. Aureliano José,
who was then finishing his
military training, finally woke
up to reality and went to sleep
in the barracks. On Saturdays
he would go with the soldiers
to Catarinos store. He was
seeking consolation for his
abrupt solitude, for his
premature adolescence with
women who smelled of dead
flowers, whom he idealized in