One Hundred Years of Solitude

spirit. Shit, she would say,
laughingly. Who would have
thought that we really would
end up living like cannibals!
The last thread that joined
them to the world was broken
on the sixth month of
pregnancy when they
received a letter that
obviously was not from the
wise Catalonian. It had been
mailed in Barcelona, but the
envelope was addressed in
conventional blue ink by an