The card for the Santa Teresa cybercafe was a deepred, so red that it was hard to read what was printed on it. On the back, in a lighter red, was a map that showed exactly where the cafe was located. He asked the receptionist to translate the name of the place. The clerk laughed and said it was called Fire, Walk With Me.
Roberto BolanoAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist
- Nationality: chilean
- Born: April 28, 1953
- Died: July 15, 2003
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The truth is, of course, that the curtness of the Ten Commandments is an evidence, not of the gloom and narrowness of a religion, but, on the contrary, of its liberality and humanity. It is shorter to state the things forbidden than the things permitted; precisely because most things are permitted, and only a few things are forbidden.
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And if ever there was, it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it,
And ceas’d the moment life appear’d.
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And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.
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