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Short Stories. Jhumpa Lahiri's landmark collection brings together forty writers that reflect over a hundred years of Italy's vibrant and diverse short story tradition, including well known authors such as Italo Calvino, Elsa Morante and Luigi Pirandello, alongside many captivating rediscoveries. Poets, journalists, visual artists, musicians, editors, critics, teachers, scientists, politicians, translators: the writers that inhabit these pages represent a dynamic cross section of Italian society. Add to Cart. Add to Wishlist. System by Circle. Search for books.It was a sentimental journey. A journey back in time. She searched for the street. Was it here? No, perhaps it was around that corner over there.
Yes, back home at last, back to the street in which she grew up. Back to the street filled with memories, happy memories because she was happy then.
This was a cube which frowned. What happened to Jamey? The sound of breaking glass rang in her ears as the memories flooded back. What happened to the oak tree, why was it gone? As she turned the bend in the road a terrace came into view.
Her heart leapt. Her little house was still there, right in the middle.
She walked a little faster and then began to run. Her mind filled with images and her ears filled with sounds. Sounds of laughter, for she was happy there.
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Oh, how she longed to feel Tibbles the fat black cat brush against her legs. She so wanted Tbe hear the chiming bells of the ice cream van as it sat across the street. But why were there boards over the windows? Since she left, her life was condemned.
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Tragedy, sadness and despair waited around every corner. Now it was as if her happy memories were condemned too. Like Liked by 1 person. Like Like.]
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I can not participate now in discussion - there is no free time. But I will return - I will necessarily write that I think.
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