WMD MacheteMark Plimsoll LLC, 2011. gada 26. janv. - 564 lappuses The Pan-American "Huckleberry Finn" for the Twenty-first Century, a memoir of the young author's struggle with two realities, one Anglo-Saxon and the other Hispanic. In this picaresque "coming-of-age" memoir, we see a vision of North America's future in twenty-five years, when the Hispanic population becomes the majority and changes not only the demographics of the United States of America, but its culture. The author sweeps us along on a whirlwind of culture shock. He chronicles the adventures of a disgruntled industrial-age young man who feels a tribal and instinctual reluctance to accept the Third World's view of the United States, and America's foreign policy. But before he can assimilate the profound changes in language, culture, and reality, along comes a new relationship and an earthquake that stops a war only to kill twenty-two thousand people, and changes blind patriotism into something else. |
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15. lappuse
... felt certain he bought it in the States. Maybe Californian. He looked back at me too often. Queer? The soldiers interrogated him, and it didn't go well. I couldn't hear them, but seemed he spoke little Spanish. Even with the help of ...
... felt certain he bought it in the States. Maybe Californian. He looked back at me too often. Queer? The soldiers interrogated him, and it didn't go well. I couldn't hear them, but seemed he spoke little Spanish. Even with the help of ...
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... felt reluctant to abandon my stuff in the room, although I didn't possess anything of value except my traveler's checks, hidden deep in the substructure of my backpack. On another level, the poverty in Latin America exaggerated the ...
... felt reluctant to abandon my stuff in the room, although I didn't possess anything of value except my traveler's checks, hidden deep in the substructure of my backpack. On another level, the poverty in Latin America exaggerated the ...
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... felt strong under my backpack, felt grateful for the sweet white cacao pod flesh, and felt the coolness of my sweat under the shoulder straps and across the small of my back. I hunched now and then to change the tension in the straps ...
... felt strong under my backpack, felt grateful for the sweet white cacao pod flesh, and felt the coolness of my sweat under the shoulder straps and across the small of my back. I hunched now and then to change the tension in the straps ...
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... felt fresh, the sun probably rose in a clear sky but stayed tucked behind the tall mountains that cradled the village in its skirt. I followed the road out of the village as it climbed up their valley along the canyon's steep side. I ...
... felt fresh, the sun probably rose in a clear sky but stayed tucked behind the tall mountains that cradled the village in its skirt. I followed the road out of the village as it climbed up their valley along the canyon's steep side. I ...
45. lappuse
... felt hungry, and said good-bye. I couldn't remember their names, or even if we'd introduced ourselves, but they already felt like family. Curt stayed with them, to visit and help them settle into their new home. "I left the door open ...
... felt hungry, and said good-bye. I couldn't remember their names, or even if we'd introduced ourselves, but they already felt like family. Curt stayed with them, to visit and help them settle into their new home. "I left the door open ...
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