The scene in which I confess to them is invented, imagined. And, in fact, could never have happened… .because Robbie Turner died of septicaemia at Bray Dunes on the first of June 1940, the last day of the evacuation…and I was never able to put things right with my sister Cecilia….because she was killed on the 15th of October 1940 by the bomb that destroyed the gas and water mains above Balham tube station.
‘Ladies and Gentlemen, a big round of applause for your Dillon Panthers!’
El primer capítulo de “100 años de soledad” de Gabriel García Márquez publicada en El Magazín
The first chapter of “100 years of solitude” of Gabriel García Márquez published in “El Magazín”
Gabriel García Márquez (1927-2014)
calm down will
I’m gonna will graham my way out of this life
okay, will graham
As long as I stay away from people whos name rhymes with cannibal, then I think I’m gonna be fine.
At the end of the day i just really want to have a nice house with a giant backyard so i can rescue all the dogs and give them a proper nice life i just love dogs so much