A Hundred Years of Solitude by Nicolas Fernandez https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara Synesthetic Shelf en-us 2023-06-03 15:42:44 UTC 2023-06-03 20:30:55 UTC hello@padlet.com Excerpt from the Novel ps49p6gv5j https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613587963 "The woman let out an expansive laugh that resounded through the house like a spray of broken glass. “Just the opposite,” she said. “He’ll be very lucky." pg 19 ]]> 2023-06-03 15:52:15 UTC https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613587963 ps49p6gv5j https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613588378 2023-06-03 15:53:26 UTC https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613588378 Excerpt from the Novel ps49p6gv5j https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613589217 "Aureliano not only understood by then, he also lived his brother’s experiences as something of his
own, for on one occasion when the latter was explaining in great detail the mechanism of love, he
interrupted him to ask: “What does it feel like?” José Arcadio gave an immediate reply:
“It’s like an earthquake.”" pg 21]]> 2023-06-03 15:55:49 UTC https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613589217 ps49p6gv5j https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613620868 2023-06-03 17:28:50 UTC https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613620868 Excerpt from the Novel ps49p6gv5j https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613623160 "He went through
the parlor and the living room, carrying some half-worn saddlebags in his hand, and he appeared like
a thunderclap on the porch with the begonias where Amaranta and her friends were paralyzed, their
needles in the air. " pg 49]]> 2023-06-03 17:36:15 UTC https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613623160 ps49p6gv5j https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613625124 2023-06-03 17:42:33 UTC https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613625124 Excerpt from the Novel ps49p6gv5j https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613671717 "She had just finished saying it when Fernanda felt a delicate wind of light pull the sheets out of her hands and open them up wide." pg 118]]> 2023-06-03 20:17:49 UTC https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613671717 ps49p6gv5j https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613672287 2023-06-03 20:19:52 UTC https://padlet.com/ps49p6gv5j/xul2n3s4rsdd2ara/wish/2613672287