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Journal Article
Blood Guitar
2014
Overview
There will be a man named Pablo, who is now also only a boy, and who lives in Malaga, a port town across the Great Desert to the far north, across the sea, on another continent. Which was why Maurice, sitting among the sailors and stevedores in this bistro on the Seine, was able in a moment to identify the statuettes on the shelf, between the Pernod bottles, with the mirror behind them, the statuettes and his own face appraising him. The banter of the sailors and stevedores, the smell of the wine, the heat of the sun, the hunger of his belly, and his face in the mirror. The ubiquity of blood and rubber sap upon the hands and feet, between fingers and toes.
