Bom fim-de-semana!

*Livro de Colin Cheong que recebeu o prémio de Literatura de Singapura em 1996.

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"Saigon -The Sun had left early, even before dinner, and the party lights had come out to play when he stepped out of his hotel, overwhelmed by the movement of people and vehicles and the noise, and unable to make himself move forward or to the left or right. Unwilling to go back in, he simply stood and watched the traffic pass on Dong Khoi Street(...) If traffic had seemed dangerous from a car window, it seemed threatning now, with nothing in front of him but his feet. They joined the flow of bycicles, cyclos and Hondas, sometimes going against the flow of traffic, weaving, swerving or suddenly stopping to avoid head-on collisions as Yung, the cyclo-rider, pedalled hard behind Nick, steering his double-wheeled seat as he was rushed feet-forward into the darkening streets of Saigon. "

Deixo-vos esta "guloseima"...

Bom fim-de-semana!

"a voz das mulheres estava sob a terra, vinha de caldeiras fundas onde só diabo e gente a arder tinham destino. a voz das mulheres perigosa e burra, estava abaixo de mugido e atitude da nossa vaca, a sarga como lhe chamávamos." in O remorso de Baltazar Serapião de Valter Hugo Mãe. Para saber mais clicar aqui. Espicaço-vos com este bocadinho...

E sorriam que está Sol:-)