He seemed to be in bad shape; he had the drunkard's habit of ducking his mouth towards the rim of his glass just before he drank, as if his hand might fail him and the drink escape.
Alec Leamas, faking things, page 60
duminică, 19 decembrie 2010
For those who think I've turned soft in my Xmas head
Scris de Turambar at 22:43
Etichete: English, John Le Carre, Scriitura, Stari si zile
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Cartea cu dublu twist la sfarsit. Un siretlic ascuns in altul. Tipic Le Carre ;-).
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