"A new and authentic voice of the urban Latino experience." --Esmeralda Santiago, author of When I Was Puerto Rican
In a stunning narrative combining the gritty rhythms of Junot Diaz with the noir genius of Walter Mosley, Bodega Dreams announces the arrival of a writer who The Village Voice has already hailed as "a Writer on the Verge."
The word is out in Spanish Harlem: Willy Bodega is king. Need college tuition for your daughter? Start-up funds for your fruit stand? Bodega can help. He gives everyone a leg up, in exchange only for loyalty--and a steady income from the drugs he pushes.
Lyric, inspired, and darkly funny, this powerful debut novel brilliantly evokes the trial of Chino, a smart, promising young man to whom Bodega turns for a favor. Chino is drawn to Bodega's street-smart idealism, but soon finds himself over his head, navigating an underworld of switchblade tempers, turncoat morality, and murder.
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I laughed with him. Sapo hammed it up. "If they know how to crawl, they're in the
right position." I laughed. "Nigga, you're crazy." "If they can play with Fisher-Price"
— Sapo was on a roll, grabbed his crotch — "they can play with this device.
I laughed as if the joke was funnier than it was. "Oh, shit." Bodega looked at me
closely and smiled. "Shit, you gone, bro. No more for you." He took the roach and
the scissors out of my hand. He looked Sapo's way and said, "Sapito, Chino is ...
She laughed that laugh again. "They call you Chino? My niece is married to a
Chino? Que bonito y pronto van a tener un chinito." She laughed, a little
hysterically. "Un chinito, que Undo, get it?" It was the first time I heard her speak
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - BtB_Library - LibraryThing
Bodega Dreams features really well-written, sympathetic characters living in Spanish Harlem. With a gripping, detailed portrayal of the neighborhood and a fast moving plot that's very easy to get ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - marciathing - LibraryThing
The books by Ernesto Quinonez were my first introduction to Spanish Harlem. Thanks to my Midwestern existence, and even to some years in S. Texas, I had never known this place existed. Both his novels are fantastic and engrossing. I'm looking forward to more. Read full review
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