Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Cheers ... for ummm ... nothing !

Of late I raise a toast so very often that I have ran out of reasons. Are we in a crisis where we are desperately in search of good news ? Has the age of the hero ended ?

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"Florentino is so in love with Fermina that he eats gardenias and drinks cologne so that he can know her taste. He becomes drunk on the cologne, and his mother finds him the next morning, in a puddle of his vomit, in a cove of the bay where drowning victims are known to wash ashore" - Love in the time of Cholera