One Hundred Years of Solitude

with childish fascination from
the courtyard of the curlews.
In the last open salon of the
tumbledown red-light district
an accordion group was
playing the songs of Rafael
Escalona, the bishops
nephew, heir to the secrets of
Francisco the Man. The
bartender, who had a
withered and somewhat
crumpled arm because he had
raised it against his mother,
invited Aureliano to have a