was not a book about the Mapocho. I understood it all wrong, as usual. And luckily, since the error-as-Aira teaches not only can get a style, but always the best, authentic experience. The place was the International Book Fair of Santiago. And close today. 2000 pesos Chilean input-I say almost more expensive than the bus fare to Valparaiso, similar to the cable car to the Virgen del Cerro, like a plate of junk food and lower in the middle third of the stay in the hostel. But we are here and pay.
is a warehouse on the banks of the Mapocho brown running from the mountain under bridges and streets and on a bed of stones and rocks. Activity
. Sign. Entered. The stands in excess of fifty, but not more than one hundred. The first part consists of a gallery of regional editorials Chile. Then follow two sections of libraries and national and multinational publishers, plus a room E on its side with editors from different countries. For some reason, the small stand of Argentina is in the door, out of other countries. The books displayed are few, most, author unknown. It is as if they had caught books they had at hand and IA, "Cachai?
The space is structured around a central point where the big publishers are located, usually multinationals. Blended with bookstores and peripheral areas emerging labels such as LOM, RIL, Fourth animitas cartonera-owned and the latter in the booth of a library in which only displays three copies and print Excel sheet with all the titles published, unlike Alfaguara or Metro or Ocean that were assembled a library of shopping in the middle Fair. But the little girls are the ones I atren. However, I have to go through Alfaguara, as I need material for the thesis, these Latin American writers not repaired three seconds on the channels you published, but is understandable, need to eat and the bank. So the Child C gets. Find the superstars of Chilean literature past and present: Donoso and Fuguet. Do not know if I really wanted to find them or lose them because they spend so many good things can be terrible. A Donoso, as tolerated. But Fuguet! Except the first books, other ... What plunger! He does not understand what he found, though Fogwill Overdose is one of the best books of short stories of the '90s, yes must admit. Was it the pose of destabilizing of artistic-intellectual? Maybe. But with the performance that was sent a fortnight ago in Rosario, rather than provocative or destabilizing, became one of those guys who do not know how or why they have fallen in the literature. And this even though he says it is not a character. It's the most real of the drill writer. Virtual realism is not enough to believe that forms an image of a journalist who falls in the tradition of chance. No. Actually it shows that it is. There is something, except in overdose, insist that the overflow from behind, but pure writing to be consumed in a market for urban readers.
top prices for these books! But hey, it's working, and assumes that the material is needed to earn some money to feed the beast. And the purchase. Luckily, got a Diamela Eltit and Nadia in the Chilean combo, but would be painful, unbearable. In addition, Fuguet serves for that: to show a market-led joint.
Now the bookseller tells me that evening, Alfonso Fernández-Albert Fuguet will be signing copies, I can come, if I want. F says he will bring the books. I urge you that if you think of this atrocity, the pay for it, so I immediately destabilizing that wonderful idea. Nothing more pathetic than the dealers of firms in each stand. Multinationals, for example. There, yeah, look under his gigantografía, we see the Chilean Alfaguara Novel Prize 2010, posing for a picture with a child on his knees, as he signs a copy to her mother. Exotic native traits in her face, smile, pose for intellectual and arms crossed in the photo, Tinelli identical to that carried on his TV program. Remember that Tito, the bodyguard of impresentable Fort, which clung to the pineapples on the air, pretending that he could with a bodyguard? I want to be Tinelli and get kicked out all those hideous billboards. But it is to fart, I can not ever be able to these retailers of signatures. Luckily I'll never be in their shoes.
Borges said that a book, once published, was no longer of the author and passed to the memory of readers, its variations and its evils. These should not be read or, perhaps, boast similar challenges and create provoke axiom insisting his signature mark of membership that no longer belongs to them. Therefore, the Child C preferred peripherals such as Nadia and Clement, whose books are hidden in the stack LOM chaotically poetic, but that force the reader to deal with a verse, even, to see if they are and undertake or not spending to play the game of the evils.
is a warehouse on the banks of the Mapocho brown running from the mountain under bridges and streets and on a bed of stones and rocks. Activity
. Sign. Entered. The stands in excess of fifty, but not more than one hundred. The first part consists of a gallery of regional editorials Chile. Then follow two sections of libraries and national and multinational publishers, plus a room E on its side with editors from different countries. For some reason, the small stand of Argentina is in the door, out of other countries. The books displayed are few, most, author unknown. It is as if they had caught books they had at hand and IA, "Cachai?
The space is structured around a central point where the big publishers are located, usually multinationals. Blended with bookstores and peripheral areas emerging labels such as LOM, RIL, Fourth animitas cartonera-owned and the latter in the booth of a library in which only displays three copies and print Excel sheet with all the titles published, unlike Alfaguara or Metro or Ocean that were assembled a library of shopping in the middle Fair. But the little girls are the ones I atren. However, I have to go through Alfaguara, as I need material for the thesis, these Latin American writers not repaired three seconds on the channels you published, but is understandable, need to eat and the bank. So the Child C gets. Find the superstars of Chilean literature past and present: Donoso and Fuguet. Do not know if I really wanted to find them or lose them because they spend so many good things can be terrible. A Donoso, as tolerated. But Fuguet! Except the first books, other ... What plunger! He does not understand what he found, though Fogwill Overdose is one of the best books of short stories of the '90s, yes must admit. Was it the pose of destabilizing of artistic-intellectual? Maybe. But with the performance that was sent a fortnight ago in Rosario, rather than provocative or destabilizing, became one of those guys who do not know how or why they have fallen in the literature. And this even though he says it is not a character. It's the most real of the drill writer. Virtual realism is not enough to believe that forms an image of a journalist who falls in the tradition of chance. No. Actually it shows that it is. There is something, except in overdose, insist that the overflow from behind, but pure writing to be consumed in a market for urban readers.
top prices for these books! But hey, it's working, and assumes that the material is needed to earn some money to feed the beast. And the purchase. Luckily, got a Diamela Eltit and Nadia in the Chilean combo, but would be painful, unbearable. In addition, Fuguet serves for that: to show a market-led joint.
Now the bookseller tells me that evening, Alfonso Fernández-Albert Fuguet will be signing copies, I can come, if I want. F says he will bring the books. I urge you that if you think of this atrocity, the pay for it, so I immediately destabilizing that wonderful idea. Nothing more pathetic than the dealers of firms in each stand. Multinationals, for example. There, yeah, look under his gigantografía, we see the Chilean Alfaguara Novel Prize 2010, posing for a picture with a child on his knees, as he signs a copy to her mother. Exotic native traits in her face, smile, pose for intellectual and arms crossed in the photo, Tinelli identical to that carried on his TV program. Remember that Tito, the bodyguard of impresentable Fort, which clung to the pineapples on the air, pretending that he could with a bodyguard? I want to be Tinelli and get kicked out all those hideous billboards. But it is to fart, I can not ever be able to these retailers of signatures. Luckily I'll never be in their shoes.
Borges said that a book, once published, was no longer of the author and passed to the memory of readers, its variations and its evils. These should not be read or, perhaps, boast similar challenges and create provoke axiom insisting his signature mark of membership that no longer belongs to them. Therefore, the Child C preferred peripherals such as Nadia and Clement, whose books are hidden in the stack LOM chaotically poetic, but that force the reader to deal with a verse, even, to see if they are and undertake or not spending to play the game of the evils.
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