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Nordkraft - ebook
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26 czerwca 2023
Nordkraft - ebook
Maria, dilerfrau, miota się między pragnieniem miłości i bliskości a związkiem z lekceważącym ją dilerem.
Allan, były narkoman naznaczony tragicznym wypadkiem, z którego ledwo uszedł z życiem, próbuje zacząć nowe życie z dala od dragów.
Thomas-Diazepol radzi sobie z rzeczywistością tylko dzięki byciu na permanentnym haju.
Oraz ich rodzice, nauczyciele, wrogowie i przyjaciele, których drogi nieustannie przecinają się na ulicach Aalborga.
Powieść „Nordkraft” to portret ludzi z pokolenia dorastającego na początku lat dziewięćdziesiątych. W poszukiwaniu sposobu na życie trafili w ślepy zaułek.
Nie wszyscy wyszli na prostą.
| Kategoria: | Proza |
| Zabezpieczenie: |
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| ISBN: | 978-83-7528-325-9 |
| Rozmiar pliku: | 1,5 MB |
FRAGMENT KSIĄŻKI
Song
_I think of you, I think of you.
I had this friend who told me that
coincidence cannot articulate the best
events. She said she’d rather think of
everything as accident, after all, it’s
all heaven-sent. She said I don’t think
good but I know how to wait as if when
you wait it is not hours but some forgotten
sense of time. It’s very kind of all those
powers to feature love without design.
Letters arrive, spelling out the wish so
clear, making a language of desire and fear.
You said it’s not that way… God is not the
name of God… you’ll send a drawing of the heart
I don’t draw well but I know how to wait as if…
I think of you listening to your father’s voice…
those endless speeches on ‘The Gift of Choice’.
Love’s not a story I could ever read or write…
I guess you’d say I’m not so bright. Show me
how you wait… as if…
I am so fond of you, so fond of you.
These difficult questions tell me a joke._
Tom Verlaine, _Flash Light_Coldsweat
_I close the door,_
_shouldn’t burn yet,_
_the wires get hotter_
_palms are glowing_
_this is hot meat_
_metallic blood_
_this is open sweat._
_show you with my fingers_
_draw with the eye_
_with your own breath_
_i tear your lungs_
_out this side of the blackest meadows_
_i make my winter-dwelling_
_and crush my bones._
_i’ll sail out the window_
_i’ll walk down the hedge_
_i will not finish_
_‘till i’m fully satisfied._
The Sugarcubes, _life’s too good_
_I think of you, I think of you.
I had this friend who told me that
coincidence cannot articulate the best
events. She said she’d rather think of
everything as accident, after all, it’s
all heaven-sent. She said I don’t think
good but I know how to wait as if when
you wait it is not hours but some forgotten
sense of time. It’s very kind of all those
powers to feature love without design.
Letters arrive, spelling out the wish so
clear, making a language of desire and fear.
You said it’s not that way… God is not the
name of God… you’ll send a drawing of the heart
I don’t draw well but I know how to wait as if…
I think of you listening to your father’s voice…
those endless speeches on ‘The Gift of Choice’.
Love’s not a story I could ever read or write…
I guess you’d say I’m not so bright. Show me
how you wait… as if…
I am so fond of you, so fond of you.
These difficult questions tell me a joke._
Tom Verlaine, _Flash Light_Coldsweat
_I close the door,_
_shouldn’t burn yet,_
_the wires get hotter_
_palms are glowing_
_this is hot meat_
_metallic blood_
_this is open sweat._
_show you with my fingers_
_draw with the eye_
_with your own breath_
_i tear your lungs_
_out this side of the blackest meadows_
_i make my winter-dwelling_
_and crush my bones._
_i’ll sail out the window_
_i’ll walk down the hedge_
_i will not finish_
_‘till i’m fully satisfied._
The Sugarcubes, _life’s too good_
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