I’m reading “100 Years of Solitude” by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. It rolls along with incredibly long sentences of beauty, describing a garden or even when he’s relating an act of violence. Then a brief, well constructed sentence killing off a character. It’s amazing.
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Award winning journalist, dog rescuer, husband, dad. If we met at Woodstock, I apologize for memory lapses.
